Louisa was good-and-mad at me (and probably at herself, too). So, I did the unnatural thing: I assigned dishwashing duty to her. At first the pots and pans were being banged around and she was sulky, upset, and sure she was mistreated. Surprisingly, 10 minutes later she was humming happily.
“Pick up your shoes”
“Don’t slam the door”
“Why are you late?”
“Didn’t you remember to _______?”
You’re BUSTED!
Ahh, the Sabbath day! How nice it is to take a break from teaching school, from big meal prep, from doing housework or shopping. I think God gave us a great gift by establishing a day of rest. I sure need it! The culture we live in has pretty much eliminated that idea of a […]
