We are not out of the woods yet. New Zealand sought to eliminate COVID-19 rather than merely “contain” the virus and had very few deaths, per capita, as a result. The more “industrial” countries (US, UK, Italy, France) did less testing and had increased per capita deaths. Americas appreciate their freedoms but where do we draw the line.
Many people believe the way to control the spread of disease lies more in what kind of field the germ (be it bacteria or virus) lands on. That field is your God-given body. It means that keeping yourself as healthy as possible will go a long way towards avoiding disease. Stay as healthy as possible! Let’s not focus so much on the disease as the person.
Vital force is that magic that makes us “alive.” This is a good time to maximize essentials of good health-good appetite, digestion, elimination, and sleep. Remove conditions such as pain and stressors as much as feasible. Start with the basics-water (6-8 glasses a day), good food (fresh, organic, not packages), adequate sleep (7 -10 hours), sunshine, (15 minutes every day the sun shines). If these seem too simple to you, ask yourself how many of us are doing them. It’s harder than you think- put water and vegetables on your daily list and track your progress.
Simple things like sleep can mean it’s easier for your body to stave off infections. Fifteen minutes a day of sunshine to your upper chest (where the thymus gland lives) goes a long way towards giving you a faster response to any infections. Real sunshine works better than pills-get out to that garden! Continue reading
On July 10, 1944, equipped with only a mirror and hand-made semaphore, U.S. Navy Radioman First Class George Ray Tweed signaled: “I have information” to the U.S. fleet as they approached Guam for the Second Battle of Guam.
From his vantage point, Tweed conveyed information about Japanese defenses that he had gathered during his seclusion overlooking the west coast of the island. He was quickly rescued by a whaleboat from the USS McCall.
At the age of 20, Tweed enlisted in the United States Navy in 1922 and attended the basic training at Naval Station Great Lakes. He also attended the Radioman School and served in the various Navy radio units until 1940, when he was transferred to the Naval Base Guam.
Radioman First Class, Tweed was serving in the Navy Communication Office when the Japanese invaded the island on December 8, 1941, in the First Battle of Guam. Tweed had arrived on Guam in August 1939.
He and five other navy men from the USS Penguin slipped into the Guam jungle rather than become prisoners of war.
The group believed that American forces would rescue Guam from the Japanese within a matter of six weeks at the most, and figured they could hold out in hiding for that long. Little did they know that it would be more than two and a half years before American forces returned. Continue reading
Mothers have a tremendous influence in the lives of their children. What kind of adults their children become is not entirely dependent upon their mom, but she plays a huge role in how they turn out. Motherhood is no picnic. It is probably the greatest challenge women face, being a 24/7 commitment. Even when the kids are grown and out of the nest, a mother continues to think about them.
I applaud single mothers who work hard all day, only to come home to the never-ending tasks of meal preparation, grocery shopping, doing laundry, and helping with homework. I don’t think anyone other than a single mom can relate to how exhausting it is.
In addition to single moms, my heart goes out to the women who want to be mothers, but either they aren’t married or they can’t get pregnant. They want to celebrate with their friends who are having children, but, at the same time, it is a disappointing reminder that they won’t be holding their own baby in the near future. For them, Mother’s Day can be a hard day. In fact, some will avoid church that particular Sunday to avoid the reminder that they aren’t mothers. Continue reading
One of King David’s songs to God that has been handed down to us in our Bibles is Psalm 139. Eugene Peterson has paraphrased some of it this way, “God, I’m an open book to You; even from a distance, You know what I’m thinking. You know when I leave and when I get back; I’m never out of Your sight. You know everything I’m going to say before I start the first sentence. I look behind me and You’re there, then up ahead and You’re there, too— Your reassuring presence, coming and going. This is too much, too wonderful— I can’t take it all in!”
David had difficulty finding words that were sufficient to express his amazement that God cared so much about him. Later, in the same song, David wrote about God forming him in his mother’s womb. Not only did God know him intimately, but God supervised all aspects of his development before birth. Continue reading
With coronavirus shutting government schools, millions of parents have a historic opportunity to try homeschooling and non-government alternatives, declared leaders with the new movement “Public School Exit.”
According to the non-profit, founded in 2019 by Christian leaders passionate about K-12 education, government schools are seriously harming children through sexualization, indoctrination, and dumbing down.
But with schools closed across America due to COVID19, interest in home education and online options are surging.
PSE co-founder Dran Reese, president of The Salt & Light Council, called on ministry leaders to be involved. “Pastors and church leaders have a huge role to play in equipping congregations with a biblical understanding of citizenship, and that includes education of children,” she said. “This pandemic is a perfect time for pastors on the sidelines to get involved.” Continue reading
As an introvert and homeschooling mom, I have an extraordinarily high threshold for isolation. I’ve been known to say my dream vacation is actually staying home for a week while my husband and children escape to some exotic locale, though if I’m completely honest I could probably go longer than seven days without them.
Or so I thought.
This world-wide pandemic and accompanying quarantine has me a little twitchy today, and I’m still surrounded by family. I’ve been on social media more than usual, avoiding the news while simultaneously seeking updates concerning the welfare of friends and family.
These are strange times, unlike anything most of us have ever seen, and many are suffering despite their lack of symptoms, because God created us for community.
Luckily most of us still have it in digital form, the hope and positivity radiating from our devices is encouraging. Those of us with faith know God brings great blessing out of turbulent times, and this situation is no different. He is bigger, stronger, and remains in control.
The lessons we carry down the road with us from living in this present moment are sure to be spectacular, many of us are already learning things about ourselves and about this world that we never knew. Continue reading
I have a collection of Disney figurines – Bambi’s, Thumper’s, Flower’s – all the charming characters given voices to gently teach children about the kindness of life – only hinting occasionally at possible danger. The Disney animals taught us joy, love, and safety, occasionally making us laugh in the bargain. My parents were, I am sure, confounded by my insistence that, yes, animals could talk; and yes, they could teach me about life; and, absolutely, my parents could sit through Bambi ten times! Not to mention, Wind in The Willows, which I called “English Disney.”
When I was a very young girl, and it was time for me to learn about my body and what to expect, Walt Disney came out with a movie called, The Story of Menstruation. Mothers everywhere were relieved that they wouldn’t have to explain it! Blue Birds, Campfire Girls and Girl Scouts were offered showings of the film. I remember my mom saying to my dad, “don’t hold your breath!” And so, I saw the movie with my fellow Blue Birds/Camp Fire girls. Arriving home from work, Daddy couldn’t wait to find out how it went! Mother said rather cryptically, “Go ahead, ask her!” “Oh, daddy,” I spurt forth, “it was the cutest movie! This little girl had this problem and then as she grew up, it wasn’t a problem anymore! And there were all these cute little helpers and I just loved it!” When dad quit laughing, mom said, “she wants to see it again!” Continue reading
Unless you are living in outer space eating entirely chemical food, you no doubt realize that food does not come from grocery stores. Food comes from your beautiful green Earth. Every ounce of food in any grocery store has traveled there using petroleum to get there! The average distance your food has traveled is between 1,200 and 1,500 miles. That’s a lot of gas usage. And doesn’t include the rest of it–like processing, packaging, and refrigeration.
It doesn’t have to be that way if you only use food from your hundred mile radius. Or better yet, grow your own food in your own backyard, at least some of it. Or forage in your own yard if you are not using cancer-causing chemicals (glyphosphate, otherwise known as Round-Up). Or learn to do without some things. There ARE NO strawberries growing in our area at this time of the year. Soon, though. Continue reading
After we buried Grandma in the New Hope Community Church cemetery, my sister Delta and I decided to walk the two miles back to the little crossroads settlement of Peace Valley. It was such a fine day, several of our cousins joined us. Most of them we hadn’t seen in twenty-five years, and some we had never met at all.
We picked our way along the edge of the dirt road as we got reacquainted. Approaching the town, I said I’d like to stop at Otis Williams’ store and take care of some old business with Otis. One of my cousins, who had never left Peace Valley, said, “Oh, you haven’t heard: Otis died eight years ago.”
Startled, I asked, “Then who owns the store now?” This was news that might change my whole plan of attack.
“His wife Mildred. You remember Mildred, don’t you?”
“Sure, nice looking lady in her late twenties?”
“Well, no, she’s almost sixty now, but she still runs the store, every day.”
Our cousins walked past the store on the gravel road that ran through the Continue reading
“Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands.”—Bob Dylan.
“I told my mom I was going to runaway and join the circus . . . and then I did,” said Alina Stasik, with a laugh, explaining her life-long love affair with horses and performing. The Washington State Horse Expo, March 6–8, 2020, at the Clark County Event Center, Ridgefield, WA, will feature beautiful horses, nationally ranked horse trainers, an Equine Marketplace, kid concentric activities—and Alina with her horse Bubba, a professional theatrical circus performing duo.
According to Alina, the first time she saw tricks performed on a horse as a young girl she knew then and there exactly what she was going to do when she grew up. She started western trick and stunt riding at the age of seven in her hometown of Golden, Colorado, where she trained at the Red Top Ranch under Karen Vold, Linda Scholtz, and Mellissa Pfaff. She went pro at the age of fourteen, performing in rodeos across the country. At the age of 17, she ran away to join the circus and changed to the more traditional form of trick riding known as Cossack with stops along the way performing with the world famous Cavalia Odysseo tour where she blended awe-inspiring equestrian arts with amazing acrobatic feats. Continue reading