Tag Archives: Childhood

When God first brought you into this world, your parents treasured you as a pearl. Precious in their eyes to behold, they waited for your destiny to unfold. As they watched you grow before their eyes, they didn’t realize what God had in mind. Soon you were sent off to ...

Children have a unique ability to slow down and notice things. This is why as grown-ups our memories  are stirred by old songs, a fragrance in the air, or a season in time.  Sadly, this childlike way of sensing life fades as we grow up, unless we slow down and ...

Remember the monsters of childhood, those dark figures with long, spindly fingers, or the giant, hairy beasts that popped out from behind a closet door or a tree in your backyard? The illusive boogey man has terrified children around the world since the 1500s. I remember stories about this dark, ...

I have vivid memories from the first home I remember as a little girl.  On summer evenings I would look for butterflies in our front yard. They seemed to flutter around the large tree that shaded our house as the last dappled sunlight fell. I loved a rainy day.  Mom ...

Most of the parents in the neighborhood where I grew up were disciplinarians. Children were expected to be in their own yard by the time the streetlights came on in the evening. Chores varied by household, but all of us kids had them. Some pulled weeds and helped mow their ...