Tuesday, June 19, 2012


I am sitting at the computer listening to owl city {my favourite :D}. I just finished an excellent book. The little ones are playing happily at the table. Mum is most likely snuggled on the couch with a good book, enjoying the window of sunshine. Timothy is working on some invention of sorts. Utter bliss.

It has not been this way for several weeks now. We've had a really hard time with a gastro bug. I am the only one that's been spared. Poor Bethany has had this bug 3 times in 2 weeks.{She's been the worst off}I've been rather lonely, I admit, having been the only well child for a week or so. At times {like when the power went off, and the washing machine broke} it seemed things couldn't get any worse. {given careful consideration, yes, it could have been much worse}

But looking back now, God was with us. Good friends brought meals around, Nanna dear picked up some things for us from the shop, letters turned up {for me} just when I needed them, and I feel very blessed for friends and family. {Thankyou God!} 

"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? As it is written,
    “For your sake we are being killed all the day long;
        we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.”
    No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord."
Romans 8:31-39, ESV

Monday, June 04, 2012

Where on earth has Mae gone?

Where has Mae gone? For your information, I have not been taken off the face of the earth *relief* but have simply been busy. Here's what I've been up to:

  • Homework. Believe it or not, homeschoolers are not all blissfully free of homework. I've got a song to memorize {a beautiful one- "We Are" by Kari Jobe}two scripts to be memorized, and Physical Science homework which involves  inventing experiments ,definitions and research-tons of it. All to be done by Wednesday. I've barely put a dent in it, due to being away most of the week...
  • At my grandparents house. Nanna and Grandad put up with Timothy and I from Thursday till Sunday morning. Needless to say, we had a ball. We went to Sci-tech for a whole day and looked at every single exhibit that was working including the new dinosaur section which had opened that day {a nice surprise for us!}. We also went for a 14km bike ride along the river, stopping at a lookout bridge. Timothy and I took off our shoes and went wading in the river and got quite wet. Good fun ;) We also played with the adorable puppy Sooty, solved puzzles, played games, had the stock market explained to us by Grandad, laughed {of course}and many other wonderful things with wonderful grandparents.
  • Writing story for the Armadale Young Writers Competetion-but my lips are sealed...
  • Writing letters {yes, I like to write....}
  • Reading Redwall series by Brian Jacques{a very good read}
And cooking...a recipe to come soon by yours truly {I hope :)}

Thursday, April 05, 2012

Good Friday


{we have made a Hill of Calvary like the picture above}

“How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that left Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom.”

Almost every Easter, one or another of the younger children asks, “why is ‘Good’ Friday good? What is good about Jesus dying?” Daddy tells whatever child it is that it is good because Jesus died for our sins, bearing our penalty so we could be forgiven.   “ He was pierced for our transgressions;
        he was crushed for our iniquities;
    upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace,
        and with his wounds we are healed.
    All we like sheep have gone astray;
        we have turned—every one—to his own way;
    and the LORD has laid on him
        the iniquity of us all.
    He was oppressed, and he was afflicted,
        yet he opened not his mouth;
    like a lamb that is led to the slaughter,
        and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent,
        so he opened not his mouth…
          (Isaiah 53:4-7 ESV)

Good Friday!

Friday, March 09, 2012

Our {long} Weekend


{this was written at 2pm on Monday 5.3.11 and Dad didn’t get around to checking it until Wednesday}

We have had a very enjoyable long weekend. I had ordered some special “Rose and French Vanilla” teabags which I received it on Saturday, and then wrote a letter to a friend, and put in a tea bag, inspired by a post on Home Living. That afternoon, we went to the library and I posted the letter then.

Sunday, Dad was leading the worship at church in the evening, so in the morning we went for a walk in the bush, Benjamin has just had his sixth birthday and received some “outdoors” things, and was most eager to test them out :)

There were several forks in the road, and at one point Dad started reciting “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost:

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveller, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the tother, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

 And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -

I took the one less travelled by

And that has made all the difference.”

Mum and I also sampled the tea during our bible study together-and proclaimed it quite suitable for sending out with letters. We had fun!

And {so far} today, I have played a game of tennis with Dad and my uncle, the ever-faithful Timothy running after our misses. {He had a shot himself- not bad for only fifteen minutes experience in his whole life} For “desert” at lunchtime I made fruit salad and we had lemon sorbet with it…mmm. {Now, here’s a question for you-is it called desert if it is after lunch?}

How has your weekend been?


Thursday, December 08, 2011

Anne of Green Gables: the long-awaited book review


If you happen to have long-term memory {um, yeah *cough cough* sorry about the delay}, you will hopefully remember that at our last trip to Borders, I got a copy of Anne of Green Gables.This was a long awaited read on my part, as Mum {wisely} would not let me read it until I turned twelve. {Anne was twelve at the start of the book, you see} Anyway, I am glad she did because I enjoyed the book way more than I would have at seven.

Siblings Marilla and  Matthew Cuthburt decide to adopt an orphan boy to help Matthew with the chores. To their surprise, they are presented with a chatty, day dreaming girl whose trial in life is her red hair. They decide to keep her anyway. Matthew immediately loves Anne, but strict Marilla endures her many mishaps and mistakes with a martyr-like air. But against her will, Marilla finds Anne has danced her way into Marilla’s cold heart, not to mention everybody else’s in Avonlea.

This is a book I would highly recommend. As far as I can see, there is nothing inappropriate for younger girls, but they probably will not enjoy it and/or understand it as well as an older person.

There are many memorable characters, vivid descriptions of the beautiful scenery {“So much scope for imagination” as Anne would put it} and also very humorous moments.{Mum gave me some weird looks as I cracked up over certain chapters. I almost never laugh vocally over books, so that’s how funny it is} 

And here I stop myself from writing any more to avoid spoiling the whole book for people who have not read it. ;)

More posts will follow. I made myself sit down, capture all those random posts ideas racing through my head, and get them down on my “To-Do” list.


Mum emailed me this picture: “It looks like you, Mae, holding Levi but determined to finish your book at the same time!”

Verse of the Day:

    Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice. Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
    Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.
(Philippians 4:4-8 ESV)

In Christ,


Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Last trip to Borders…


Over the last few years, our family has developed a tradition of catching the train to the city about every few months, going to Borders and choosing a book each, buying Yum Cha for lunch and polishing it all off with a trip to the State Library. But between the move to a more rural location, Mum having Levi and settling in, we haven't  gone to the city as a family for quite a while. (or that is how it seems, anyway) So upon hearing that Borders was closing down for good and having a sale, we, being the avid bookworms and bargain wonders we are, swarmed to the city.

So what’s all the fuss about? Well, Borders is THE biggest bookshop I have ever seen. Seriously, it’s massive. And it has a coffee shop in the very heart of it. (Ever smelt the combination of the scents of new books and coffee? Well, you should.) And, considering the price of the books, a sale is welcomed with open arms by everybody.

Naturally, we sat down in the warm coffee shop while the adults had coffee and the children shared a chocolate ice, and shared our favourite Border memories, and discussed how sad it is that it is shutting down, and that “electronic reading will never be quite the same as the real thing.” You see, Angus and Robinson is shutting down as well, so maybe this marks the beginning of the downfall of book shops. Then we each selected a book. (I chose “Anne of Green Gables” - a book review is coming shortly).

We stepped out into the cold and walked to a Chinese restaurant to have Yum Cha. (Dad loved this particular restaurant's radish cakes, which he said that he “could eat until the cows come home”. He got so fired up he emailed me this recipe and bought two large radishes (when he got home) for me to make radish cakes out of!)

Then we settled down in the library and bought some discards (ranging in price from 50c to $5) Honestly, the library should be more discerning about what they discard: I’m talking about timeless stories or reliable, helpful non-fiction books in perfect condition, for a fraction of the price. I made “the find of the day”-Manhunt: the 12 day chase for Lincoln’s killer by James L. Swanson, for $3.50. (I told you we are a family of bargain wonders!) Levi woke up after we had paid, so Dad got Mum settled in the children’s section of the library, and Mum had just started feeding Levi when Dad remembered “The tire place closes at 4:00! We gotta get going!” Now, our car was getting it’s tires replaced at “the tire place”, so to prevent having to walk home, a mad rush to the train station followed.

We did get to drive home, and once there, we had a restful afternoon-from my point of view, anyway-reading our new books. Bliss :)

(to read this story from my Dad’s point of view, click here).

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Easter Song

“On a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross, the emblem of suffering and shame,

And I love that old cross, where the dearest and best, for a world of lost sinners was slain…”

–“The Old Rugged Cross”