Often when the kids were little, Nancy and I would have to go check on what they were doing. And they were inevitably . . . doing. Sometime soon I am going to write a little something on the remarkable people they all married, but for the moment, let me just talk about my kids.
One Christmas, we filled their stockings with bungee cords, and that was the gift that gave and gave and gave. What they couldn’t do with bungee cords . . . one summer they developed a cure for psoriasis out of bungee cords.
Anyhow, given the creativity levels that came to the fore when it was just bungee cords and sticks in the backyard, it doesn’t surprise me now to see what they are all doing now. Some of you will dismiss this as a little bit of fatherly kvelling, but that’s okay, because that’s exactly what it is.
Here are three links. Bekah has a line of fabric designs, and her studio was just featured in Studios magazine. You can check it out here.
I mentioned earlier today that Nate’s latest book is due out in a few weeks, and the web site for that book is here.
And Rachel has a book out with sales dragging Canon Press down the road, and her most recent article at DG on motherhood is currently at 57K Facebook likes.
The foundational sentiment here is gratitude. What do have, Paul asks, that you did not receive as a gift. And if as a gift, then why do you boast as though it was not? Everything, absolutely everthing, is a gift — just like the bungee cords.