Category: Family

When the Words Don’t Come

When you want to pray.  You need to pray.  But you just don’t know where to start. The words don’t come. Or they sound hollow. Then there are times when we fall instantly to our knees.  Begging.  Pleading. Tears blurring our vision. We cry out to God.  Our Father.  Our Creator.  Healer. Sustainer. Ever-present help in time…

Four Gifts I Wish I Had Given My Children

It’s right about now that many of you shoppers out there are thinking one of two things: ONE:  “I really, really, really NEED to get started on my Christmas shopping!” or, TWO:  “I really, really SHOULD have simplified and done LESS!” I am happy to say that after hearing about Four SImple Gifts, and implementing this…

To All Who Are Called “Mom” (A Guest Post)

While I have been woefully absent from the blogging world, I have not been slack in my desire to post.  Sometimes life is consuming and just leaning on His everlasting arms, well– it is just enough. This is a first for wateringcanblog:  A guest post! I read it today on Facebook and just had to get…

Summer of Cedar

It’s only my personal opinion, but cedar trees are not the most beautiful of trees… My husband-with-a-memory-bank-that-never-runs-out is stashed with all kinds of treasure.  He has been trying to teach me to recognize different types of trees for a long time, but is especially persistent on this adventure to the lake.  It is just beyond…

Wedding Fail

The groomsmen’s tuxes were too long, too short, too tight.  [They all deserved it, after kidnapping the groom and driving him around in the trunk of a car the night before!] The hairdresser took twice as long as expected. The green flowers were supposed to be white. The white snow meant no-shows. Grandparents showed up…

A Degree in Motherhood

There will be no walking across a stage to receive a diploma. This honorary degree in the field of motherhood was bestowed on me in 1981 (the nine months before my first son was born counts!) and the real lessons began. There was no instruction manual. No class. No teacher. No book that could prepare you for this.…