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Explore the beauty of God’s creation with Lillian and Zoe.
Lillian is a gentle seven-year-old Navajo princess who thinks deeply and imagines greatly.
Four-year-old Zoe is a rough-n-tumble warrior princess with an equally enthusiastic love for fantasy.
When their mom and Aunt Tia take them out for a morning of herding sheep on the family’s mesa, the girls learn important lessons about God, His love, and the world He created.
Dive into the Bible with three Bible studies for kids (included in the back of the book).
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My latest ACFW author interview features award-winning romantic suspense author Kelly Underwood as she talks about her latest book, inspiration, publication journey, and writing partnership with Lynette Eason. You can read the full interview at fictionfinder.com/author_int…
October 31 Reflections
It’s a quiet, peaceful morning after a crazy week.
My husband has been away on a spiritual retreat since last Friday and returns tomorrow. In general, the girls and I manage pretty well, and it’s been awhile since anything too chaotic happened in his absence.
That uneventful streak ended this week.
On Tuesday night, we returned home around 7:15 after an exciting win for the middle school volleyball team in tournament play. I checked my gas gauge and confirmed it was at nearly half a tank, so I didn’t need to worry quite yet about refilling it.
On Wednesday morning, we were still in high spirits.
And then we walked outside to leave.
It smelled strongly of gasoline, and I noticed a small drippage area just below the tailpipe.
“That’s weird,” I thought. “I hope that smell isn’t coming from our car and that it’s okay to drive.”
We loaded up, and I turned on the car.
It bleeped at me. Declared to me there was no gas.
Hoping it was a computer issue, I turned the car off, then back on. Same noise. Same diagnosis. 0 miles till empty. Absolutely no gas in the tank. Absolutely no way to go anywhere.
Not knowing what else to do, I instructed the girls to get their things and return to the house. I let the school know we’d be late and what little I knew about the ‘why’ and asked if there was anyone who could come and take the girls to school. Not knowing what the issue was, I thought there was a good chance I’d need to stay with the car until we knew what was wrong.
And then the blessings in the midst of trouble began.
One of the deans talked to another dean who so very graciously offered to come pick the girls up.
Our mechanic gave me the name of a tow company they work with and told me I didn’t even need to come with the car.
The tow truck arrived shortly before the girls’ ride to school, allowing me to go with them since I volunteer at the reception desk and would need to be there after school for volleyball practice.
When the tow truck driver arrived, he looked around and took a quick peek under the car, although it was pretty clear he knew the problem before he looked.
“I think someone drilled a hole in your tank and siphoned off your gas,” he said, clearly speaking from years of experience.
It was a whole other level of shock to think our troubles were so deliberately caused. Later that day, the mechanic confirmed it. Someone had indeed drilled a hole in the side of our gas tank and stollen our gas. A couple thousand dollars in damage for $40 of gas.
In the meantime, those at the school and beyond rallied around us, offering help, providing meals by means of Doordash, and one family offering another vehicle for us to drive after I asked them for a ride to youth group. One of the deans helped me look at and choose some security cameras, then drove to our house to install them.
It hasn’t been easy for us to find a close community in Albuquerque. However, the events of this week have shown us that God has indeed surrounded us with the people and community we need.
So, a great big thank you to the @AxiomSchoolABQ community and our friends in the East Mountains. Thank you for showing us how loved we are and that we’re not alone.
Good Morning and Happy Saturday 😀
I'll be selling my books at a Family Festival and Craft Show today, which I'm simultaneously looking forward to and dreading (introvert problems?).
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Classical Education has been growing in popularity across the United States.
This is a glimpse of what this looks like at the day-to-day classroom level at one Christian Classical School, from the youngest grades to the highest ones. @AxiomSchoolABQ
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Road Trip Day 8/9 (July 17-18): Medora Campground (located next to Teddy Roosevelt National Monument in North Dakota)
Happy Saturday Morning!
The kids have been back in school for two weeks now, but it’s still fun to look back at pictures from our vacation and remember some of the beautiful and unique experiences we had. Staying in a covered wagon at Medora Campground was definitely one of those.
Given that the covered wagon had electricity and air conditioning, it probably fits more into the category of ‘glamping’ rather than ‘camping,’ but it was the first of either that the girls had experienced, and even with the fear of the few bugs that made it into the wagon and the midnight runs across the yard to the campground bathroom where there were even more bugs, they declared it to be a lot of fun.
I'm honored to share this heartfelt, thoughtful article by Omaha-based writer, Mel Davis
heart-soul-mind.org/2026/08/…
Road Trip Day 8 (July 17): Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument
I don’t know about anyone else, but whenever I thought of “Custer’s Last Stand,” I always pictured one big hill with Custer and his men at the top while Native American warriors converged upon them as one massive force. However, that image was obviously inaccurate. When you visit the site, you realize how vast a territory that battle covered. There isn’t just one hill but many that stretch across miles of land filled with steep bluffs and deep ravines. When you read the history on the map and information plaques at each pullout, you discover this wasn’t just one centralized battle, but a series of skirmishes between several companies of U.S. Calvary and multiple groups of Lakota and Cheyenne warriors that raged over the course of two days.
The land where this battle took place is gorgeous, but there’s a heaviness that permeates throughout. It feels sad. Everything about the whole situation, the perspective of both sides, it’s all a heartbreaking tale. One side fighting to maintain a way of life that was fading, that they had no hope of regaining, to protect and care for their families in the best way they knew how, unwilling to give up and adjust to a new way of life. The other side, many with families of their own they’d never return to, following orders and fighting to protect settlers who were seeking a new and better life for themselves and their families. Two groups, each seeking the betterment of their families, their people, clashing in the worst way.
Road Trip Day 5 (July 14): Dinosaur National Monument Day 2
Up to this point, our treks into Dinosaur National Monument had centered on the western side of the park. On this day, we turned our attention to the eastern side, exploring Harpers Corner Road and making our way around to Deerlodge Park Campground next to the Yampa River.
The drive from Rangely to Harpers Corner Road took us along what we named, “Prairie Dog Passage,” due to the great number of prairie dogs who were obviously thriving in that section of land. They darted about their villages on either side of the road, stood individually or in groups on the side of the road, and seemed to have no fear or hesitation about crossing the road at any moment.
Harpers Corner Road took us through miles of fertile private ranch land before entering the park to offer us sweeping views of colorful plateaus and steep canyons.
Rather than venture across the park’s unpaved roads to reach Deerlodge Park, we returned to US-40 to take the longer and faster way around. When the Yampa River is high enough (usually May-June), Deerlodge Park serves as the launch point for river trips. By the time we arrived in mid-July, the river was obviously lower than normal and the campsite was completely unoccupied, except for a few mice who seemed to enjoy the outhouse (shudder). But those factors didn’t prevent us from enjoying the site and having a great time. The location was beautiful and the shallow water was perfect for wading in.
On our way back to the highway, we caught a glimpse of another pocket of water, a dirt road leading to it, and a sign that declared it to be Cross Mountain. We decided to detour and give it a closer look. This part of the Yampa River was narrower and deeper, so we didn’t venture into it, but we did enjoy the view.
