The “Genius” explained that it was almost vintage. Since I’m more than almost vintage, I can relate.
The dearly departed was my old computer.
My shiny new, bigger-screened computer sits atop my desk just waiting for me to tap out a blog to you.
Because of my computer problems, my fiction book Jesus Called Me Grandma will not be finished as soon as I had hoped. A newer edition, however, of my book I WILL NEVER...now has pictures as well as copies of a few things our son Daniel had written.
The book is available at Amazon.com as well as locally at Christian Supply. Even got a few in my car. I hope you’ll think of I WILL NEVER...for Christmas gifts! It would be a great gift for those who say “I will never…” (which is about 99.9% of the population.)
You know one thing that people tell me about the book? Continue reading
Do you remember having #2 pencils in school? I don’t know what a #3 pencil is, do you? But I know what a #2 is. It was often referred to as a “standard #2 pencil”-which makes one wonder what a sub-standard one would look like. A brand new #2 pencil had a clean, untouched eraser on the top. Or was it on the bottom of the pencil?
Once those erasers got worn down, you could buy the “portable erasers” to stick on the top….or bottom…of the pencil. In time, however, they’d get worn down, too. The pencils outlived the erasers. We all know what that means.
Of course, we understand erasers were essential. In Algebra. English. Latin. Gym. Well, maybe not gym. But we would use them in health class for written exams when the teacher would ask us to write about a femur and where it was on the body. Continue reading
What’s in a 5 1/2 inch tall, round blue box that has a picture of a little girl in a yellow dress, holding an umbrella? Here’s a clue: The Bible says we “are the ___ of the earth.” Congratulations if you got the first part right. Now, the second part: What’s the motto on the box? Need another clue? “When it _____, it _____.”
You get an A + (that is, if you said salt is in the box and the motto is “when it rains, it pours.”) If you got half of the answers correct, I’ll grade on the curve, and you get a B-. If you didn’t get any right, you are probably under age 30.
When it rains, it pours, and it has done exactly that in South Carolina for weeks. Lots of bad hair days. But… Continue reading
The large parking lot in front of the strip mall is usually empty. Yesterday I was driving by, minding my own business, when I realized the lot was filled to overflowing, as was a car dealership nearby. Police directed traffic. Television cameras rolled. I was tempted to turn around and join the fray – but I didn’t.
Later I learned that the mob had come from across the USA to audition for a place on the TV show, Survivor.
I have no idea if someone was chosen for the show. I do know this, though. The excitement of being on that show – or any other – could not begin to compare with the excitement at the Bateman house this week. The overwhelming response to the airing of our story on Focus on the Family has blessed us and humbled us. We are blessed because of the encouraging comments from so many of you – and we are humbled because God continues to use our story. Continue reading
After birthing the book I WILL NEVER this week, I keep waiting for our nice driver–don’t know his name– in his little brown truck to come to my very doorstep with my baby. I expect Mr. UPS to do a jig when he gives me the box. I expect him to offer to hand out cigars around my neighborhood while he shakes my hand profusely. I expect him to ask the baby’s name. Date of birth. He’ll know the weight better than I since he probably has it stored in his little computer. I doubt that he’ll ask about the labor, but I just may tell him anyway.
But before the little brown truck gets here with my hard copies, Amazon.com has already made the birth announcement.
Check out my baby’s birth announcement on Amazon…
As one reader suggested–the baby’s announcement arrived just in time for me to give it back to God as a Father’s Day gift. All of this was His idea anyway.
Happy Father’s Day to my Abba.
And thank you.