Oh Jerusalem, you’ve given me so much this weekend: adventure, good fellowship, a sun-burned nose, and a heart-full for pondering.
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Seven Bookish Notes for Students
A degree course that requires a lot of reading is an ideal choice for a girl who has been reading for every spare moment for longer than I can remember. Putting life on hold while I study isn’t an option, however, so I’m having to perfect my reading for study skills! The lessons I’ve learned…
reading aloud
I had always assumed that a good reader would naturally make a good writer. Not so, according to Andrew Pudewa of the Institute for Excellence in Writing. “The fundamental requisite for being an excellent communicator”? Reading aloud. Because when we’re reading silently, what do we do? We speed read. We skip over the words we…
The plans I have for you
While I had spent weeks buried in my own plans, He had been patiently waiting for me to just seek Him with all my heart. How often do I wait until I’ve tried everything in my own strength that I can think to try, before I finally turn to God and seek Him with all my heart?
In the fulness of time
Have you ever thought about the world Jesus was born into?
Of course, the set-up for His arrival began before the foundation of the world, but we can see precise pieces being set into place decades, and even centuries ahead of time…
A Pleasant Advent-ure
My mother was in her chair in the living room, laptop on her lap and stacks of books at her feet when she looked up at me with an expression of desperation.
“I’m too Protestant for this!” she cried.
This year, for the first time, my family is celebrating Advent..
I didn’t want to be a teacher…
Apparently, I taught my brother to read while playing school. He was three. I was five. I don’t remember it, but that’s how story goes.
But I didn’t want to be a teacher. I liked helping Mom correct my siblings’ math. And I enjoyed teaching Sunday School. But I was going to be a nurse.
musical passion
I’ve been playing the piano since I was six. Like any other ordinary student, I would forget to practice all week until the night before lesson day. But after my eleventh birthday, my perspective changed with my grandparents’ generous gift of harp lessons.
