Author: Marcia Furrow

Preschool Graduation Day

post145g1_edited-1This is a landmark day for the Furrows: Jacob, our oldest grandson, graduates from preschool this evening and then he’s on to Kindergarten. What a bittersweet day for Jake and his family.

It is sweet because we are all so proud of Jake and excited for this next adventure. It is bitter because this means he is growing up just too fast. The time spent sitting at his little table learning from his mom, coloring with his brother and enjoying adventures throughout the day will be coming to an end in August… until next summer vacation!

Sometimes I think I’d like to look ahead and see into our grandchildren’s future, but if I could, would I look here for more

The Potter and the Clay

post144graphic1.It doesn’t take much to remember what it was like being a mom of infants and toddlers. There were times when I felt like an empty vase sitting on a shelf; I felt useless, out of sight and out of mind.

For the most part my days were spent in a small apartment with our two sons and my greatest achievement was keeping noses and bottoms clean and dry. All day long I was pulled on, cried on, puked on, spilled on, sat on, jumped on and laid on.

While the world seemed to be passing me by, it wasn’t all bad; I was the world to my children. I was their favorite Find More Here

Pop Quiz!

post142graphicIs God testing you? Are you worried about passing? Are you fearful you might fail? Is there any other option? Have you studied? Do you know what to study? Do you know how to study?

Wherever you are in your faith walk, when it comes to tests, I have some great news, some good news and some bad news for you…

Here’s the bad news first: find more here

Trustworthy Wheels

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Our old Chevy Station Wagon (just like the one above only dark green) didn’t have AC, was cramped and crowded, out of style, and did I mention green? We were all beyond excited when Dad finally decided it was time to trade her in!

post142graphic2 (2)When he pulled into the driveway with a sleek new light blue, shiny, air-conditioned beauty we were overjoyed.

We quickly piled in for a ride and our trip went right past the car dealership where we saw our old, green used-up, dilapidated, banged up, has-been of a vehicle in the back lot. We asked Dad to turn around so we could see her one more time.

From our new perspective, sitting in the air-conditioned comfort of our new car, our old car looked abandoned, lonely, and rejected. Our hearts were heavy for our discarded green friend sitting all alone in the back of the lot.

As I recall, we actually cried as we drove home. We loved that car; it had proved faithful to our family and now we had tossed her aside. Believe it or not, – find more here>

Bonus Week Is Almost Here!

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True confession: I have not always been the best daughter when it comes to calling my parents. It isn’t that I didn’t want to call them, it’s just that I developed a bad habit years ago of only calling on Sunday afternoons.

However, the weeks of Mother’s Day, Father’s Day and their birthdays were Bonus Weeks: Mom and/or Dad received a card and a phone call!

How sad is that… that once or twice a year my folks heard from me twice in one week. Ouch! Why was I continue reading here