Becky’s Blog
The Sunday School Uprising of 2025: A Second Grader Makes His Case
I've taught kids the Ten Commandments for years, so when Sunday came around, I didn't worry. I love the way we share them in...
A Parade! (And a Second One I Didn’t Expect)
Something super fun happened this week! The kindergarten classes at Daniel’s neighborhood school officially finished their study...
You’re Still Here, Too? Yay!
I had no idea the world was in a dither over today's scheduled rapture (or is it tomorrow?) until I did my Meals on Wheels route...
What I Saw at School That Made Me Flinch
I was the Secret Reader today at kindergarten! I was so secret, in fact, that even I was surprised when the receptionist told me...
What Do You Do When Your Country Breaks Your Heart?
What do you do when your country breaks your heart… over and over again? When the present saddens you, the future worries you,...
When Sunday School Becomes a Horror Show
Kids love a good story. Sometimes they notice things. Like this past Sunday morning, when I shared the story of the flood and...
Miss Minnie, The Rest of the Story
Hey again, friends. While I work on my novel and wait for blogging inspiration to strike, I'm sharing some reflections I wrote...
Meet Miss Minnie
Hey there, friends. You may have wondered where I've been since it seems like I've taken a blogging break. Actually, I've been...
Sleepover, with a Side of Smarts
When Sarah asked if we could keep the kids last night, I was quick to say YES! Why not? Sleepovers are fun! We’d eat ice cream,...
Searching for Maurice: My Groundhog Story
People seem to have strong feelings about groundhogs. The only feeling I had was that I WANTED TO SEE ONE! I wanted to see...
Why I Won’t Give Up on the USA
Today I raised my flag by the front door. It took a ladder and more gumption than I’ve needed in years past, but I did it...
Feeling Pained by the Mess of Our World? An Idea to Consider
I nearly missed seeing it. We’d stopped on the way to the beach for gas. As Todd did the pumping, I watched the people. The...
What Lala Spied in the Rear View Mirror
“It’s time to go,” I said as I looked for my purse. Josiah was ready by the door, wearing his backpack. Daniel was dawdling....
These Moms Had Cindy’s Back—and They Have Yours Too!
I hadn’t meant to sit up front. I just picked a random picnic table in the cool shade of the shelter and guzzled my water,...