Everywhere I went, the answer was the same… “No ‘mature entry’ for a Master’s in psychology.” It became clear that I would have to finish my Bachelor’s degree, if I wanted the Master’s. I had heard that many programs of study would take mature entry and experience in life in Read more…
This is a brief departure from the raising-a-family-in-Kenya series of blogs I have been writing, in order to talk about something that’s been on my heart a lot lately. You see, our neighborhood Bible study group has been studying 1 & 2 Corinthians, and we keep coming across all the Read more…
“I wonder which is hardest to let go, the first kid or the last one?” This was the thought on my mind as we made preparations to leave Joshua behind at the airport. We had just been in the U.S. for a year. Josh, by then, had graduated from high Read more…
Hearing a noise behind me in the bathroom, I glanced in the mirror, confused as to who on earth could be there. This was clearly a distinctly Kenyan man’s voice, saying “Mum, mum…” Sure enough, there was a man’s face reflected in the mirror, nobody I knew! As I turned, Read more…
“Why should the devil have all the good music?” This is a line made famous by Larry Norman, one of the early Christian contemporary musicians, known for his rock and roll music with Christian lyrics. Personally, I’m not a fan of rock music…never was, probably never will be at my Read more…
So many times, we hear people talk of others in terms of what they inherited from their parents… “She has her mother’s eyes…His ears stick out just like his father’s…Her physical build is so much like her dad”. But truly, it is not only the physical which we inherit from Read more…
There he was, sitting dutifully in the aisle beside the seat of his beloved boy, occasionally looking lovingly at him, but mostly dozing. In my previous entry, I had a good chuckle as I reminisced about the nice packet of letters written by a 3rd grade Sunday school, and one Read more…
We had just picked up the mail from the post office and were overjoyed with the fat package from our main supporting church in Kansas in the stack with the usual bills. We eagerly opened it and found a stack of letters from a 3rd grade Sunday School class and Read more…
Ukarimu House “That sounds like me, both now, and as a kid!” These words burst from Chip as we sat in the pediatric psychologist’s office, discussing the results of tests conducted on Amanda to discover why she was failing kindergarten. In an earlier post, I described our adventures in home Read more…
So, here we were, educating all 3 children at home, our first time, with one in 7th grade, one in 4th grade, and the last, starting kindergarten…whew, quite the spread! I knew this would be a big challenge, but by that time, I was eager to tackle it! We were Read more…