It's so much more than that...

One of my favorite authors on Christian family "issues" is Clay Clarkson.
In this article I just finished, I actually said, "YES!" outloud.
Mr. Clarkson had this to say regarding a "purpose" of educating at home:

Home Education is the natural outgrowth of home discipleship. Your goal is not just an educated child, good SATs and college, or even a career and a good salary. Those may be fruits of your efforts, but your overriding goal should be to raise spiritually mature children who have both the will and the skill to learn, and the desire to keep learning. Your goal in home education, is to raise a well-rounded, spiritually-grounded, truth-founded Christian whose goal in life is to make a difference for the kingdom of God, whatever life path he or she chooses.

CAN I GET AN AMEN?

Johnny Cash's last performance.

June, the love of his life, passed in May, just 2 months before this performance.
Johnny died 2 months later.
What an amazing gift he is to our music world... and so incredibly missed.

In addition to my last post...

I ran across this video on YouTube and just had to bring it here... along with the story.

My very first Clay show, 2004.
I got tickets from a kind lady online. I drove out to Jackson, MI all alone, knowing that I'd at least know the 2 ladies I spoke with on the phone.
During that tour, Clay's "people" would audition singers prior to the show. They would take your seat number and come and get you if you were chosen to SING WITH CLAY!
Well... HERE'S HEATHER! Back then, she was just the nice lady I had JUST met and sat with.
NOW? - one of my best friends in the WORLD! ;)
I can't help but look back on this precious night... watching my dear friend experience a dream-come-true in the making!
I LOVE YOU HEATHER LEE.... KEEP ON SINGIN'!!!!

Less than a month now!

CLAAAAAAAAAAAY!
It's just been too long.
I miss the surge of excitement bubbling amongst all the amazing fans.
I miss the air, thick with happiness, in the hours prior to showtime.
I miss feeling like a teenager for a weekend.
I miss the cars stuffed full o'Claymates - singing and laughing...
Oh... and most of all...

Quite possibly...

... my favorite song EVER!!!!!!!
Turn it up and try to stay seated.

random acts of kindness...

... are what surround me.

Tuesday's Thoughts

"As Christians, we are called to convert our loneliness into solitude. We are called to experience our aloneness not as a wound but as a gift--as God's gift--so that in our aloneness we might discover how deeply we are loved by God."

~ Henri Nouwen ~

I hate to say that I wish for times of loneliness...
My depression last year was the loneliest time in my life.
Lonelier than being without a boyfriend in High School.
Lonelier than starting a college with no friends.
Lonelier than being awake with a baby and post-partum depression at 2am.

In my depression, God sat at the foot of my bed. My fear and sadness was NOT from God, and He reassured me through scripture every time I would listen. Every once in a while I would lose sight and start to sink, and just when that would happen, God would fix my eyes back on Him and I would walk on water - in the assurance that no matter what my trials, HE WOULD NOT LEAVE ME!

My quiet times with God, as few and far between as they are, are my "lonely times." There is no sadness in my loneliness except the knowledge that I should be with God intimately more often. The more I humble myself before Him, the more I receive from Him.
It's a fact that I know to be true and REJOICE in!

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Gavin is one of my favorite new artists and I want to raise enough votes to get him to Detroit!

Oh, Stacy...

Sorry, I mean... Fergie.
Very popular.
Her songs are all over the radio and her gorgeous face is on almost every fashion mag.
I get asked quite often if I like her...
You guys, THIS is the Fergie that's stuck in my head:



Kids Incorporated was a SLIGHT obsession of mine from 1984 to 1987.
Stacy, aka Fergie, was my penpal!



When I can get past the fact that this little girl was my everything as a child (confession: I wanted to change my name to Stacy - I KNOW, SCARY), then maybe I can start to enjoy the woman she's become...

Heck, maybe I should mail her a letter.

Addicted.

Hi. I'm Loo, and I'm addicted to coffee.
I tried to go without. A couple of times. I even gave decaf a chance thinking, surely, it's not the caffeine I want!
Yeah right, and I drink beer because of the taste.
3 hours into my coffee-less day, the headache put me right back to bed.
I was mean to my children.
I got nothing accomplished around the house.
True, my irregular heartbeat is something to worry about,
but, all in all, I'm a much better person with java in the veins.