Loving a Life of Biblical Womanhood
The director over the entire group put a hand to her chest and said, “Doesn’t it just break your heart?”
To which I replied, “It might, if she hadn’t practiced that for two hours today. She used a hand mirror and once she got the face right, she used a mirror in her room and watched herself walk away with several angles. She’s been waiting for an opportunity to do it all night and knew she couldn’t sit with me.”
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Kaylee has a lot of friends. She’s an alpha personality, a natural leader, and breaks the traditional clique lines without fear. She often has friends over, on a one-to-one basis, but this was a rare opportunity for me to see her with a group setting outside of our church youth group.
Not long ago, my husband, Gregg, and I were just chit chatting about life in general. At some point in the conversation, he said to me, “What are you going to do when both of the boys are in school?”
I kind of paused, then stuttered. “Uhhh, what do you mean?”
He said, “You know. What do you plan to do?”
When I was thirteen-years-old, my family moved from Oregon to Florida. To that point in my life, I’d lived in Germany, Washington state, and Oregon. There is a HUGE cultural difference between the Pacific Northwest and the Southeastern United States, and it manifested itself in my first southern classroom.
The other morning, Kaylee had a rough start. She slept in, she was absolutely exhausted from two away softball games in a row – getting her to bed well after 11:00 each night, and she felt frustrated by sleeping in.
As I made her lunch, on a whim, I wrote a quick note to her.
I think school lunches have been on the radar for at least the last year – with Jamie Oliver’s Food Revolution airing last April. I know a lot of those in the “real food world” have been speaking out about them for years, but to little to no avail. But Jamie Oliver got the mainstream America talking, at least for a little while. School lunch news this week has been all freshly abuzz with the premiere of Food Revolution 2, an article in the Washington Post about flavored milk, and an article in the Chicago Tribune about a school that didn’t allow any child without a medical permission slip to eat anything but the lunches provided by the school.
For four days in a row, I got a phone call from this number. Then I got a text (same number). The incoming texts are in green. My replies are in blue. I have changed nothing -no spelling, no grammar, no punctuation. This is over the course of two days.
Ninety-five percent of women will have sex before they’re married. It doesn’t matter if they’re Christians devoted to purity or not. It means that if you had a church ladies’ group of one hundred women, only five of them were virgins on their wedding nights.
Like I said in my post on Tuesday, my dad was in town last weekend and helped me get twin beds in the boys’ room and a bigger bed put into Kaylee’s room.
I read it kind of confused with myself. I’ve been a mother for nearly 14 years. Why didn’t I have anything worthwhile to add to the conversation? Then it occurred to me.
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