Thee Farm Wife

Thee Farm Wife

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

My Review of the Illustrator's Notetaking Bible

*DISCLAIMER*
I received a free copy of this Bible in exchange for an honest review. 
All opinions are my own and I was not compensated monetarily in any way.

I love me some Bible journaling. I have always written in my Bible. Drawn in it. Underlined. Even glued notes I love into the margins. (I'll tell you how to do that in another post.) My Bible is my legacy to future generations, "hold on to the faith."

The HCSB Illustrator's Notetaking Bible is a beautiful edition. The cover is high quality. The pages have gilded edges. The paper...sumptuous. And it has MAPS people.



What I love about it is that the illustrations are a lighter gray so that one can outline and color without worrying about bold black lines. You can truly make these your own.

What I don't like? The small type. The whole purpose of owning a Bible is to read it. I can't see 7-point type. Sigh.

Yes, Bible journaling is amazing.

But it's more than coloring.

 It's drawing deeper in the Word. Getting to know the One who made us. And I just couldn't with this edition. Probably because the last time I went to the optometrist he told me I needed bi-focals.

Much love,
Carolyn

Product Description

The Illustrator’s Notetaking Bible combines two hot trends: Bible journaling and adult coloring. Each two-page Bible spread contains a line-drawn illustration that you can fill in with whatever colors you choose. It includes three varieties of illustrations: (1) filigree, (2) Scripture quotes, and (3) drawings that illustrate the topic of the corresponding Bible text. It's ideal for Bible study, homeschool moms, coloring book enthusiasts, and the scrapbooking community.
Features
  • One-column interior design allowing your notes to be next to the applicable Scripture
  • Over 600 beautifully integrated illustrations facilitating your creative side, yet ample white space to create your own as well
  • 2-inch ruled margins ideal for recording observations, lessons, reflections, prayers or notes
  • Exceptional way to express yourself and your spiritual journey right alongside the Bible passages you read and study
  • It's a perfect gift and lifelong keepsake
  • Durable LeatherTouch hardcover binding will travel well and keep for years
  • Eight pages of full-color maps
  • Ribbon marker
  • Gold page edges
  • Presentation page
  • 7-point text size
  • 8.75" x 6.75"

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

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Saturday, July 23, 2016

Failing as a Parent

Dear God,

Today I am failing as a parent. You have opened my eyes to see that I have let our children take control of our house and family. That is not your way. You want us to train them up in the way they should go. To be respectful, and most of all to love.

HELP!

At 11:30 last night, Jaima, our 14-year-old, woke me up to tell me that the boys were in the bathroom, in the shower. Spraying water all over the place. In the cabinets. On the floor. Major flood warning. What would possess (I use that term literally and Biblically because it was certainly the devil who made them do it.) two of God's little creatures to even think of doing such a thing?!?!?!

We (she) cleaned up. Somehow they got to bed. I fell back asleep. I came out to the kitchen this morning to get my coffee. My purse was opened and contents spilled out all over the floor.

That's when it hit me. I was failing. You see, when I was growing up, we were taught that a man or child never touches a woman's purse. Basic respect. Rules laid out.

How did these things become ingrained in me and why hasn't it happened with our kids?

The answer? Demonstration and communication.

The first time they got in my purse I should have gotten down on their level and said, "This is mommy's. Purses are not to be gotten in to." Repeated as necessary until it was part of their thinking and belief system. Training them up in the way they should go.

Nope. I yelled. "Leave MY stuff alone! Don't you ever touch that again! Why don't you ever listen?"

That is failing. No one wins when yelling begins. 

And that is why I found my purse emptied out on the floor this morning at 6am.

So, what's a Mom to do?

First of all: Be strong and courageous! Deuteronomy 31:6

Then acknowledge that you need patient endurance:

Psalm 130:5-6New Living Translation (NLT)

I am counting on the Lord;
    yes, I am counting on him.
    I have put my hope in his word.
I long for the Lord
    more than sentries long for the dawn,
    yes, more than sentries long for the dawn. 

Wait for the dawn. 

The sun is rising now here on Thee Farm. Soon, they will awaken and we will begin a new day. Yesterday was an epic fail. Today? Full of hope as I run this race set before me. We are raising Kingdom Kids We shall not fail. And you won't either. Put your trust in Him. Listen to His Word. And take the time to teach them. 

AMEN.

Monday, July 4, 2016

Taking time for a moment of peace

I didn't know I hadn't been here with you since Memorial Day.

I have been putting pen to paper to write my thoughts.

A whole ninety nine days of summer survival tip for parents thing that could have drawn traffic and generated revenue...but I didn't want to. Instead, I use it on our radio show. If you really want to, you can find the ideas here.

Going to work at 4:30 am makes me miss the view from my writing window. The early ground fog rising from the river bottom. The sun peaking up over the hill. The neighbors cows lined up meandering the cattle path going to get a drink from the pond.

And the dew. The dew glistening.The mama birds chirping. Come, baby, it's time to spread your wings and fly.

I cling to the peace of this moment. Draw deep breaths of clean morning air. Stare at our beautiful old maple tree, that I know might just outlive me.

Will my children discover the peace of this place? Will they live lives so busy that they forget to stop and drink in the morning?

Would they see the three birds evenly spaced on the power line...perfectly spaced...and two fly away...leaving just the one...and miss the Father, Son and Holy Spirit...three in One...always here...waiting for these quiet moments for us to discover Them?

Monday, May 30, 2016

Searching for good news

I wake up this Memorial Day full of hope and celebration. I love our great country. 

My job each morning as a news reporter is to gather the news. 

I log on to my PC and the darkness pours over me...vandals spray paint veterans memorial rock...retired police officer kills children, then self...police injured trying to help man who set himself on fire...

All I see is the evil in this world. At least that is what the major media sources want me to see and report. I go back to the websites looking for anything that is positive, uplifting.

A teen walks across the stage to graduate after having suffered a stroke. 

That's it. The only positive story. That and "bow hunting deer considered a success this season".

I haven't been living under a rock. I am fully aware that there has been evil in our world since the beginning of time. 

But what if I had never gone online this morning? The only news I would know is that is currently raining here on Thee Farm. It's Memorial Day. The last Monday in May. The songbirds in my yard are singing praise. My children are all sleeping soundly because summer is here and they can sleep all they want because they are growing. Growing.


What lens will they see the world through someday?


One of hope? or one which the media wants them to use?

I cannot shelter them, and I don't want to. But I will teach them and encourage them to look for the one good news story amongst all of the terrible ones.

And as long as they know Thee Good News, they will have hope. Even on the darkest of days.