Posts Tagged ‘Family’

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Luv like a goose

April 29, 2015
Geese

Poppa Goose, Momma Goose and goslings on a Tuesday afternoon stroll.

While they’re mean as all get-out and uber-territorial, I sort of admire the Canadian Geese that overtake our city each spring. As I understand geese, they mate for life. There’s a novel idea for people to consider.

Geese return each year to the same location – home. They remind me how important home is to family life. Each spring, which starts in February in north Florida, they show up to reclaim their nesting space. They settle in for two or three months to give momma goose a place to lay her eggs and nurture them.

Poppa waddles around to protect her and his family-to-be. Heaven help the pedestrian who wanders too close. Poppa sqwaks and hisses, and if necessary, makes physical contact to assure his family stays safe. Many of us know that not all dads show that kind of attention … or love.

Today I smiled when I saw Mr. & Mrs. Goose and family strolling in my neighborhood. I’m not foolish so I didn’t try to get close. Yet, in that instant, the geese and goslings represented the best of family that we seem to be losing in American human families.

Maybe these best practices of geese, can help humans ‘do’ family better. Perhaps we just need to keep it simple and turn to geese as a model for family life.

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Lent Day 16

March 7, 2015

http://www.luthersem.edu/godpause/daily_view.aspx?

The God Pause devotion for March 5 screamed at me. Specifically:
“I am sure that if it were socially acceptable to do so, many of us would love to give our opinions to people we encounter on how we think they should live. But how can we really say what that is? Do we really even know what’s best for our own lives, let alone the lives of others?”
I am the oldest and I’m sure my brother and sister would quickly say I’m the older bossy sister. My husband and daughter might say the same.

As I get older I think I’ve learned to temper my bossiness … at least externally. I confess that in my mind I’m often ‘telling’ people what they should do.

How do I know what’s best for them? Mostly I’m guessing at my own life and what I need.

He who created us and who knows every hair on our heads, also knows what is best for us. The devotion goes on to remind us that God loves us no matter what.

That is the ongoing message of this Lenten season that gives me hope. Even when I’m at my worst and my bossiest. Even when my earthly family wants to throw me out the door. Even when I’m not happy with myself. God is with me. He loves me and “redeems and renews” me. Amen.

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Fires kill, even in daycare centers

July 12, 2008

My daughter is 25 now, so it’s been a long while since I worried about daycare. I remember that stress: choosing quality daycare I could afford where I thought she would learn and grow mentally and socially. I needed to be sure the environment stimulated her developing brain and let her have fun. I entrusted her to “strangers” for an hourly pittance and expected they would care for her nearly as much as I did.

Of course I wanted a safe place for her as well. In my mind, safe mostly meant from abuse, sexual or otherwise. I have to admit that fire safety in her daycare never crossed my mind. Not once.

I did not ask – ever – if they:

  • tested their smoke alarms?
  • regularly changed batteries in the smoke alarm?
  • had regular fire drills?
  • had fire extinguishers and knew how to use them?
  • had a system to account for everyone?
  • promised they could get my Sarah out in an emergency?

I am probably not much different from most other parents. Today in Tallahassee, Florida, a family is mourning the death of their 4-year-old because of a fire at her daycare yesterday.

I believe as a mom I can imagine their anguish. I think about an E.R. doctor telling me, “I’m sorry, your baby is gone,” and my stomach clenches, my throat goes dry. My knees weaken and I know I would collapse if this was happening in my real world.

I am so very sorry for this family. The daycare’s staff surely is ill with guilt and grief…something you probably never really get over.

For other parents out there, ask those questions. And make sure your home environment is safe, too. Check your smoke detectors, practice your escape plan, teach your children, “Stop, Drop and Roll.” This Web site has good info for all stages of life: http://www.firesafety.gov/