MOTHERHOOD

"About every true mother there is a sancity of martyrdom-
and when she is no more in the body, her children see her with
the ring of light around her head."

Godey's Lady's Book, 1867

THE ART OF DOMESTIC BLISS

.....in a time lacking in certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of it's lost heart. -Louise Bogan
“And there are my children!
My darling, precious children!
For their sakes I am continually constrained
to seek after an amended, a sanctified life;
what I want them to become
I must become myself”.

~ Elizabeth Prentiss, Stepping Heavenward

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Day 8 He Is Risen! Let Us Rejoice!









Awaken the house win the morning to Handel's "Hallelujah Chorus" from The Messiah

Read Math 28: 1-15

Discuss Marys emotions on this day.

talk about the apostles response to Mary that Christ had risen.

Discuss how we can discern for ourselves truth through the holy ghost.

Talk about Doubting Thomas. And Christs word to him.

Activity:
Have a morning breakfast devotional and serve a French toast casserole.

Talk about the love one another chart we started last Sunday.

Talk about our secret pal.

Encourage family members to take some time today to reflect and pray and write in their journal.



Easter Story Basket

The baby of our family also got a stuffed animal Lamb. No bunnies or chicks this year.

I took the following scriptures and put them on different treats in the Easter Baskets for the kids. It made the baskets more meaningful .

And stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and aanointed them with the ointment.(A bottle of Perfume)



And looking upon Jesus as he walked, he saith, Behold the Lamb of God!
( A lamb candy)


Then Judas, which had betrayed him, when he saw that he was condemned, repented himself, and brought again the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and elders,(Silver chocolate coins)



And he came into all the country about Jordan, preaching the baptism of repentance for the remission of sins;(Bubbles)



And when they had bound him, they led him away, and delivered him to Pontius Pilate the governor.(Rope candy)


And laid it in his own new tomb, which he had hewn out in the rock: and he rolled a great stone to the door of the sepulchre, and departed.(Pop Rocks or Rock candy)


He that hath the Son hath life; and he that hath not the Son of God hath not life.
(Eggs candy)


Then cometh Jesus with them unto a place called Gethsemane, and saith unto the disciples, Sit ye here, while I go and pray yonder.
And said unto them, It is written, My house shall be called the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of thieves.(Chocolate praying hands)




He went away again the second time, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy will be done.( A twisty straw)



For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish:( A sweet sucker)
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An Island of Security....A Mother at Home

Very largely does the wife hold in her hands, as a sacred trust, the happiness and the highest good of the hearts that nestle there. In the last analysis, home happiness depends on the wife.
  • Her spirit gives the home its atmosphere.
  • Her hands fashion its beauty.
  • Her heart makes its love.
And the end is so worthy, so noble, so divine, that no woman who has been called to be a wife, and has listened to the call, should consider any price too great to pay, to be . . .

the light,
the joy,
the blessing,
the inspiration,
of a home.

The woman who makes a sweet, beautiful home, filling it with love and prayer and purity, is doing something better than anything else her hands could find to do beneath the skies.

A true mother is one of the holiest secrets of home happiness.

God sends many beautiful things to this world,

many noble gifts;

but no blessing is richer than that which He bestows

in a mother

who has learned love's lessons well,

and has realized something of the meaning

of her sacred calling.










~ J. R. Miller, "Secrets of Happy Home Life, 1894" ~