Sunday, July 4, 2010

My #1 Son is 15 Today, the 4th of July



Me with my sister Karen, very pregnant in 1995


I had a 2 year old girl, she was soooo easy. Played well alone. Never cried. Loved stories and music. Well-meaning people said, 'wait til you have a boy'. Then came my 'fire-cracker baby'. I had been walking every single morning. Nervous about having gestational diabetes with him, I ate extremely well and exercised. Gained about 15 pounds total. Felt awesome. He came 5 days early. The day after my sister had her 2nd baby. Our deliveries were eerily the same. Even rented the same movie to watch the night before, didn't watch it, didn't know! We even both wanted epiderals and they didn't come in time, but in hindsight,that was the best delivery I ever had.

Charles Dexter Tuten arrived 2 hours after I arrived at the hospital, at 9 pounds 8 ounces.

And he was soooo easy too! He'd sit for hours and look at books during his 'room time'. What a happy baby. I rarely remember him crying. And his big sister took care of him if he did.

At 2, yes 2, because his papa and nana were watching him while I was at the hospital having baby number 3. His papa asked him if he was ever afraid of storms. He thought for a minute and made his own sentence. "yes, storms scare me." To a linguist like my father, this was quite remarkable.
That is my word for you Dexter. Remarkable
And I pray God does remarkable things in your life.... for HIS KINGDOM,
in you and through you.
We love you.Harrison and Dexter (4 years old)With his little brother Jefferson (8). My brown-eyed boys. So handsome.

This year, we sent him for a week with the Mohlers in CA. Here he is with Clayton in Disneyland in 08 I think. I know being with Clayton is the best birthday present ever! Thanks Mohlers!

Monday, June 21, 2010

50 years, a legacy of love








It was the sweetest of vacations. To celebrate 50 years of marriage with our folks on June 17, we 3 Shepherd kids and our families, 17 people in all, rented 3 cabins in Greer Arizona.

We missed my brother's son and his bride Amanda who live TOO far away now!

We all asked for copies of my sister's beautiful letter she wrote them, I will add some of her poignant thoughts later. And I made a DVD of photos from all 50 years! Lots of laughter and tears followed after we had a wonderful time of worship.

But the best part of all? Hearing that my mom is continuing to be CANCER FREE!!

Thank You Jesus for many more years to come as we all grow together and serve You and know You better! That is our anniversary prayer!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Student Arts Leadership Training= SALT

Lauren Seegar and Rudy Ramirez leading us in spontaneous worship. They're from LOVEASU ministry.

LoveASU from Lauren Seegar on Vimeo.




Mid week. A migraine every day, forgot one of my kids one day, have lots of kids here at home, have experienced awesome worship, love each and every kid in my choir, getting so excited to worship together Friday night. Art, Dance, Drama, Vocals and Band. Seeing the kids grow in their knowledge and love of Christ is the highlight, as well as the music!

Check out the blog: SALT

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Reading, Pondering, Praying about my Children's Education for the Fall

The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who can't read them. ~Mark Twain, attributed
The worth of a book is to be measured by what you can carry away from it. ~James Bryce
There is a great deal of difference between an eager man who wants to read a book and a tired man who wants a book to read. ~G.K. Chesterton

I find television to be very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go in the other room and read a book. ~Groucho Marx




Some thoughts from George Grant and GK Chesterton that make me ponder and pray:

The students in America’s earliest schools, academies, and colleges were educated according to the great traditions of the Christian and Classical heritage—beginning at the Latin School of Plymouth, established on this day in 1623. They were the beneficiaries of a rich legacy of art, music, and ideas that had not only trained the extraordinary minds of our Founding Fathers but had provoked the remarkable flowering of culture throughout Western Civilization. It was a pattern of academic discipleship that had hardly changed at all since the dawning days of the Reformation and Renaissance—a pattern though that has almost entirely vanished today.

Indeed, those first Americans were educated in a way that we can only dream of today despite all our nifty gadgets, gimmicks, and bright ideas. They were steeped in the ethos of Augustine, Dante, Plutarch, and Vasari. They were conversant in the ideas of Seneca, Ptolemy, Virgil, and Aristophanes. The notions of Athanasius, Chrysostom, Anselm, Bonaventure, Aquinas, Machiavelli, Abelard, and Wyclif informed their thinking and shaped their worldview.

The now carelessly discarded traditional medieval Trivium—emphasizing the basic Classical scholastic categories of grammar, logic, and rhetoric—equipped them with the tools for a lifetime of learning: a working knowledge of the timetables of history, a background understanding of the great literary classics, a structural competency in Greek and Latin-based grammars, a familiarity with the sweep of art, music, and ideas, a grasp of research and writing skills, a worldview comprehension for math and science basics, a principle approach to current events, and an emphasis on a Christian life paradigm.

The methodologies of this kind of Christian and Classical learning adhered to the time-honored principles of creative learning: an emphasis on structural memorization, an exposure to the best of Christendom's cultural ethos, a wide array of focused reading, an opportunity for disciplined presentations, a catechizing for orthopraxy as well as orthodoxy, and a broad experience honing the basic academic skills of listening, journaling, thinking, processing, integrating, extemporizing, and applying.

The object of this kind of Christian and Classical education was not merely the accumulation of knowledge. Instead it was to equip a whole new generation of leaders with the necessary tools to exercise discernment, discretion, and discipline in their lives and over their callings. Despite their meager resources, rough-hewn facilities, and down-to-earth frontier ethic, they maintained continuity with all that had given birth to the wisdom of the West.

It was the modern abandonment of these Christian and Classical standards a generation later that provoked G.K. Chesterton to remark, “The great intellectual tradition that comes down to us from the past was never interrupted or lost through such trifles as the sack of Rome, the triumph of Attila, or all the barbarian invasions of the Dark Ages. It was lost after…the coming of the marvels of technology, the establishment of universal education, and all the enlightenment of the modern world. And thus was lost—or impatiently snapped—the long thin delicate thread that had descended from distant antiquity; the thread of that unusual human hobby: the habit of thinking.”
It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it. ~Oscar Wilde

Friday, May 21, 2010

The Beauty of the Beach

I love the beach, the sound of the waves, the smell of the beautiful briny sea, the breeze. It relaxes me, clears my head. But it also reminds me how small I am in the whole scheme of things. To look out at the vast horizon makes me feel so minute. God's creation was made for us to enjoy and to take care of. It was also made to display His glory. "Even the rocks will cry out". All creation sings His majesty.


Thursday, May 6, 2010

EWomen Conference, Greenville SC

What a treat!! My mom, sister and I hopped on a plane April 22 to Charlotte North Carolina.

Beautiful Birkdale Mall. Visited my sister's longtime friend Lisa Larrabee.
She's home schooling her youngest with the
Classical Conversations.
I have to check it out. I kept hearing about it these past few weeks.

After a nice lunch and visit with Lisa and Mitchell, we drove down to Greenville South Carolina.

Julie Clinton author and founder of EWomen Conferences. My sis-in-law Sheri Rose Shepherd
Trouble (my sister Karen, me, Sheri Rose, my North Dakota family cousin Nicole who lives in North Carolina with her 4 boys and hubby and my beautiful mom in yellow.)

Sheri Rose and the HYSTERICAL Chonda Pierce
Author Karen Kingsbury and her biggest fan, my cousin Nicole

The amazing Jeremy Camp singing "This Man".
Sheri doing what God's called her to do... speak!!

Her book table after she spoke!
My niece Emilee, nephew Jake and his new bride Amanda. His new book is in the foreground, "His Battle"
BUY this book for the men in your life! Barnes and Noble, Amazon, almost anywhere!

Sweet Karen Kingsbury treated us families to dinner after the conference. Sweet!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

My First Miracle Baby is 17

Alexandra Joy is 17. Her middle name is also my mother's. The word says it all.

She brings joy into my world every day....
with her smile,
her tender spirit,
a rub on the back,
outstretched arms for a hug,
her willingness to dig in and work,
her love for her siblings,
a head resting on her daddy in church,
playing for hours on the guitar or violin,
a request to watch Jane Austen with me,
with her thoughtfulness for others' feelings,
with her eagerness to see what God has in store.

Lord, help me be the mom she needs, to be the daughter You need.Easter 1994. Yes dorky hair and matching dresses! Poor girl. She looks like she's in pain!


Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Saint Patrick


St Patrick's breastplate is a remarkable hymn. It is a tremendous call to follow Paul's exhortation to “put on the whole armor of God” (Ephesians 6:10 – 18). Patrick put on this Trinitarian armor in the face of human-sacrificing Druids, wizards, deadly tyrants, and worst of all, “the heart's idolatry.”
Despite its nine verse length, it is worthy of congregational singing. I have heard Presbyterian churches sing verses 1-7 as the opening hymn and then close with verses 8-9 as the benediction hymn. Ending the service singing,
“Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me...”


This magnificent hymn reflects the life and faith of Patrick. The original hymn, the Lorica of St. Patrick (meaning breastplate or armor) is found in the Book of Armagh. Historian Philip Schaff says it is “called S. Patricii Canticum Scotticum, which Patrick is said to have written when he was about to convert the chief monarch of the island (Laoghaire or Loegaire)” (Schaff, History of the Christian Church IV, 49). The metrical hymn version is a translation of the ancient Irish hymn by Mrs. Cecil Francis Alexander, wife of the Anglican Bishop of Londenderry, Ireland (1889).

It is helpful to know more about Patrick to appreciate some of the lyrics of
this masterful hymn.

The exact dates of his life are not certain, but about 390 – 461. His day has been memorialized as a Feast Day in the West on March 17. We know of the revelry of this green day, but we should know more of the Patron Saint of Ireland.

He was the son of a Romano-British Christian kidnapped from his home in Scotland at 16 to be a slave in Ireland. He escaped to Gaul where he became a monk and then devoted his life to go back to the place of his captivity to bring them the gospel.

He knew the free grace of God which comes through faith in Christ. He wrote in his Confessio,

"I, Patrick, a sinner, a most simple countryman, the least of all the faithful and most contemptible to many...I was taken captive. I was at that time about sixteen years of age. I did not, indeed, know the true God; and I was taken into captivity in Ireland with many thousands of people....And there the Lord opened my mind to an awareness of my unbelief, in order that,
even so late, I might remember my transgressions and turn with all my heart to the Lord my God, who had regard for my insignificance and pitied my youth and ignorance. And he watched over me before I knew Him, and before I learned sense or even distinguished between good and evil, and He protected me, and consoled me as a father would his son. Therefore, indeed, I cannot keep silent, nor would it be proper, so many favors and graces has the Lord
deigned to bestow on me in the land of my captivity."

Enjoy some corned beef and cabbage; soda bread, potatoes or fish and chips; tea and scones and celebrate the grace of another story of one who lived boldly for our Lord.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Me Being Ree

One of my favorite blogs, for 3 years now, has been the Pioneer Woman, Ree Drummond. If we were neighbors, we'd be friends. She's an every day all American mom like me, home schooler, loves her family. But I have no idea what it's like to be a rancher or a good cook. But I can try the cooking part now that her cook book is out! So here's my pathetic attempt at me being Ree. Just don't tell my family, they like what I make!

Beef Stew with Mushrooms Wait until you're done with my post until you flip to her blog. Her pictures make mine look really bad. But it was fun Being Ree!

These are shallots. I never cook with shallots. They were yummy!

These yummy, buttery rosemary biscuit badboys just go in the oven like this! I felt like such a pioneer woman, sans cast iron skillet.

Le Voilà! La pièce de résistance!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Livesay Family in Haiti

HAITI.....just speaking the word now has new meaning and evokes sadness and heartache. The earthquake that destroyed so much of Port au Prince, was just days ago and the loss will effect us for years to come. I hope you can find a way to help somehow, some way. Through whatever organization you can. Compassion International, Red Cross, Heartline, Food for the Hungry.

I wanted to post this video of the Livesay family (7 kids) that has so touched my heart and many more as they've been in Haiti for 4 years. The video is of their lives and what they do, before the earthquake, but you can read their blog to get up to date info and prayer needs.
Click HERE for their blog.