by Ashley Larkin | Jan 28, 2012 | Biblical tales, Childhood, Mothering
Perhaps no other words from my childhood (save for magazine collage) rang with that same promise of colorful magic: Flannel board. Fuzzy technicolor stories sprung from the mouth of a grownup onto a giant board where they stuck. It was amazing, simply amazing. As a...
by Ashley Larkin | Jan 26, 2012 | Biblical tales, Favorite posts, Love, Mothering
“You must once and for all give up being worried about successes and failures. Don’t let that concern you. It’s your duty to go on working steadily day by day, quite quietly, to be prepared for mistakes, which are inevitable, and for failures.”...
by Ashley Larkin | Dec 16, 2011 | Biblical tales, Celebration, Hope, Perspective
I sit with a cup of coffee between my hands before the rest of the house wakes, and I gaze at the glowing Christmas tree. For a while, I search for favorite ornaments and think back to our girls’ faces when they spied angels and stars they’d made in years...
by Ashley Larkin | Nov 8, 2011 | Biblical tales, Childhood, Grace
Remember that old poem about the qualities of children born on various days of the week? It started with Monday’s child, the one fair of face, and continued through the week. Some fortunate kids landed on days that proclaimed them loving and giving (Friday)....
by Ashley Larkin | Oct 31, 2011 | Biblical tales, Faith, Hope, Mothering, Risk-taking
This weekend, our oldest daughter played her last soccer game of the season. Man, that girl has focus. Any time the ball rolls near her position on defense, eyes widen, then narrow, fill with fire. And my girl boots that black and white thing. Hard. Her single-minded...
by Ashley Larkin | Oct 23, 2011 | Biblical tales, Favorite posts, Grace, Gratitude, Love, Risk-taking
She is a sinful woman clothed with shame and covered with lust stains. She is uninvited because she is a woman and even more because she is that woman. And yet here she enters, filled with trembling boldness, her most prized possession in hand. Head down, she slinks...
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