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What good is a wordless book? In its silence, it shouts.

“Pause! Reflect! Absorb!”

On every page of this concise little title, the reader is encouraged to drink deep the adventures of youth. The child’s delight as he steps off his porch, fervor as he splashes, and dismay at losing something dear to him, are all beautifully illustrated as a reminder of just how passionately the young among us experience what seem to us to be the humdrum day-to-day moments.

My favorite part, though, is when his parent acknowledges his dismay, and helps him go about setting things right. How often do we brush off the big emotions of our children, meeting their dismay at losing that leaf that looked just so, with frustration of our own?

“What’s the big deal? Grow up!”

We may not say these words aloud, but we certainly say them with our actions. When I am frustrated that my son cannot cope with the fact that he cut the construction paper too small for what he wanted to build, or that his creative process requires a certain color LEGO piece that he cannot find, may I be reminded that he is human, too, and these “little” things matter to him as strongly as my experiences matter to me. May I be reminded to see things through passionate eyes once more, and to revel in the simplicity of splashing in puddles and watching snowflakes drift.

Rating: 4 out of 5 stars

Recommended by: 17 of the Most Beautifully Illustrated Picture Books in 2015

Recommended if: you’re looking for picture books demonstrating gentle parenting, you enjoy losing yourself in illustrations, or you just need to be reminded of the wonder of youth.

Linked at: Saturday Review of Books


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I’m currently working on a blog post regarding Common Core, home education, decisions within parenting, and more. It’s been a busy few days what with Thanksgiving, hunting, extended family, et cetera. In light of the fact that I don’t foresee myself finishing it before the beginning of the week, I’ll yet again share a few of the links that I’ve enjoyed over the past few days. Enjoy!

Christ works through His people. He doesn’t need our help. In fact, I imagine Him sometimes inconvenienced (and amused) by our messy fumblings as well. But He allows us — commands us — to come along side Him in His work, and we do so the best we can. So when I have to clean up a flooded kitchen floor because Claire has helped me scrub it, or when I can’t find my measuring spoons because Jacob volunteers to put away the dishes, I swallow down my impatience and instead see burgeoning Christ-followers who will someday understand that imperfect action is better than perfect inaction, that paint-stained hands can be an offering to Him. And, I hope, they will have the memory of their mother telling them, “Yes, my loves, you are so helpful.”

The Ministry of Inconvenience (Margaret McSweeney)


Hidden food allergies absolutely devastated my health.  I was 25 years old and I was so sick, I didn’t have the energy to do anything.  I was getting sinus infections every month, had sores in my nose that wouldn’t heal, and my arthritis pain was so bad, I couldn’t even sleep through the night. I was taking Alleve and allergy medicine on a daily basis.

I had no idea that I even had food allergies, much less that these food allergies were causing my arthritis, chronic fatigue syndrome, and other health problems.  I did an elimination diet for 30 days and while the first week or two was pretty rough, the last two weeks, I felt like I was walking on air.  All my symptoms vanished and I felt like a kid again.  I’d jump out of bed in the morning, go all day, and I had no pain, no sneezing, no dizziness.

Of course then I found out the hard way that if I ate just a tiny bit of gluten or sugar, all my symptoms would come right back.  So I worked on healing my gut. I took strong probiotics and avoided gluten and sugar.

It took me about 2 years but I did reverse my food allergies.  I can now eat anything — wheat, sugar, you name it — and I don’t have any symptoms.

What Causes Food Allergies & How One Woman Has Reversed Hers (Nourishing Days)


During my studies this semester one of my goals was to research some traditional methods of preparation and perhaps compare and contrast them to my more modern preparations. To be honest, I haven’t found that things are all that entirely different. We still make infusions, we still use poultices and ointments and have strange bottles of unidentifiable potions lying about. Some of us are still drying herbs on the rafter in our attic. It seems the folk methods of herbal preparation have been passed down the age fairly accurately. Even the use of penicillin is not an entirely new concept. Scottish healers would allow mold to grow on the surface of milk to be used as poultices on ulcerations. (Beith, 2004, p. 179) Some ingredients have gone out of fashion. I’ve yet to meet a modern-day herbalist who is using earth from a mole hill to cure rheumatism, but I am sure I might come across something similar, someday.

What I did come across was this old Gaelic proverb: “An rud nach leigheasann im ná uisce beatha níl aon leigheas air.” which translates to “What butter or whiskey does not cure cannot be cured.”

What butter or whiskey does not cure cannot be cured (Naturally Simple Living)


“But the real problem I have with the article is its open twisting of Scripture. No, the Bible does not say, “Parents, make your children obey you.” It never, ever does. And John Piper of all people should know better than to put things into the Bible that aren’t there. It doesn’t matter that it doesn’t make sense to him that God would tell children to obey and not tell parents to make them obey: God is perfectly capable of saying exactly what He means. God also never says, “Wives, make your husbands love you,” or “Masters, see that your slaves obey cheerfully, as unto the Lord.”

Now, if I don’t believe that God tells me to force my children to obey, does that mean I sit back idly and let them do whatever occurs to them, however wrong or dangerous? Of course not. If it was my small boy playing with an electronic device on the plane, and they didn’t turn it off, it would be spending the rest of the flight in my purse. (And then, if it WAS one of my small boys, we would have a long and vivid discussion of the possible consequences of interference with radio transmissions, and all the people within earshot would be traumatized for life.)

So if the end result is the same, why do I bother to differ? Because I think it makes a difference where you start from.”
On Ends, Means, and Obedience (The Duchy of Burgundy Carrots)

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