Friday, July 15, 2011

The Old Schoolhouse Sale!!

Hey everyone go on over to the Old Schoolhouse website. They are having a great sale today!!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009



JUNE 2009


June has come and gone and we are anxiously waiting for summer to take hold. We have many activities scheduled and a new school year to plan for. We found out that the newest member of the Berean Academy will be a he and that he should join us sometime around the middle of fall quarter. We went to a family reunion/campout and caught up with many of our relatives that we don't see very often, it was a lot of fun.


June was an exciting and fun adventure, with my grandparents moving up to live with us. Father's Day, preparing for the Fourth of July, and my horse camp which is for an entirely different post. My parents and grandparents went down to Cannon Beach, Oregon and had a blast. The 25th was the first day of doing worship with the Harpers which was fun. I have also decided to write another book even though I haven’t finished the first one (he he). I would like to tell you some Confucius sayings... man who run in front of car soon get tired. Confucius says man who run behind car soon get exhausted. A joke is a very serious thing.
Winston Churchill... A man does what he must - in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures - and that is the basis of all human morality.
Winston Churchill... All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.


There’s no way little Pipi Quinlan has a sand box big enough for the toy she bought on the Internet without her parents knowing. In May the three year old New Zealand girl woke early and played on her parents computer while they slept. Once on the Internet Pipi somehow managed to buy an excavator on an online auction website. The three year old placed a bid for $15,600.00. Her parents managed to cancel the transaction. excerpted from World Magazine


Your older brothers and sister,
can hardly wait for you,
though we know right now
you're kind of busy,
growing big and strong
in momma`s womb.
Oh boy we want to meet you,
and call you [little brother,
our very own];
We look forward to showing you
all the things that we have been shown.
What will your voice sound like?
and how about that baby grin?
We will have to count your fingers and toes,
to tell you there are ten.
My what stories we can tell you,
when you get old enough;
of your precious momma, brave daddy,and
how they have blessed all of us!
I know the Lord has taught us each something,
that we in turn will share with you.
The Lord is good, His steadfast love
endures forever, and He is faithful
through and through.♥

Mr.Jonathan Edwards

Recognized perhaps only for his sermon "Sinners in the hands of an angry God",
This seventeenth century theologian has deeply impacted a modern evangelical pastor, and a great author himself, Mr.John Piper. Mr piper has written a book entitled God's
Passion for His Gory. With the first half of the book Piper relays that Edward's
larger works, and namely "The end for which God created the world" impacted his own life, ministry, and walk with God so profoundly that he felt obliged to publish it in the second half of his book, both unabridged and including Edward's own footnotes.
The profound truth that Edward's conveys and Piper eagerly endorses, is that God's passion for His glory is the end for which he created the earth. Also that the happiness of the creature consists in rejoicing in God, by which also God is magnified and exalted, and God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him.

Thursday, June 25, 2009



MAY 2009


Well here we are at the end of May. This has once again been a month of whirlwind activity. Sara and I left halfway through the month down to Nevada to help grandpa and grandma move back here with us. We were gone for about two weeks and got to know each other and grandpa and grandma A LOT better. While back home DH was working with DS making the home front ready for our homecoming. Cleaning up the yard and felling trees kept the menfolk busy and hearing about their shopping trips for groceries etc. minus any family member of the female sex kept us in stitches. The long awaited
day arrived and a joyous reunion was had by all. Now the settling in and adjustments have started. We are excited to see what the summer will bring.


Hey readers we have been pretty busy around here, but I am back now. A lot has happened in the last couple weeks, my mom and sis left us for twelve days, no; thirteen crazy days. Yep I know they left to help my grandparents move up here, and now they are finally back. And the birds and the bees are out and about, singing and buzzing around. I got a feeling that this summer is going to be a good & hot one, we have already had some hot days. My sister and I have started running two miles a day, and so far we’ve been doing well. Also we, (my dad, grandpa and I), might be starting a small business this summer and I get to go to a horse camp this year which will be fun. 35 more days until camp. We also have the 4th of July which will be a lot of fun, but the catch is the fifth is my first day of camp, so I will be up late and then go to camp the next day. Another bit of news for you; my book is coming along, so I decided to let you have a snippet of it. So queue lights and music …… It was a long time ago when it happened, when I made a discovery that would change my life forever. I was fifteen at the time, I cannot forget that day like I was told to, so long ago, some listened but I did’t. I will never forget the day that it happened. Now I’m sort of a mercenary which by the help of God, will rid these islands of the pirates and corrupt government officials which are related to the attacks eight years ago. My name is Nathaniel Hawkins and this is my story…

P.S. I use the letter I to much, but I am determined to not to use I as much as I used to.



Well theses supposedly true things that are only in America

1. Only in America......can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance.

2. Only in America......are there handicap parking places in front of a skating rink.

3. Only in drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front.

4. Only in people order double cheese burgers, large fries, and a diet coke.

5. Only in banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the counters.

6. Only in we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage.

7. Only in we use answering machines to screen calls and then have call waiting so we won't miss a call from someone we didn't want to talk to in the first place.

8. Only in we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight.

9. Only in we use the word 'politics' to describe the process so well: 'Poli' in Latin meaning 'many' and 'tics' meaning 'bloodsucking creatures'.

10. Only in they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering.

11. Only in America......can a homeless combat veteran live in a cardboard box and a draft dodger live in the White House. (POPULAR WHEN CLINTON WAS IN OFFICE)


New Neighbors

I’m pleased to announce the arrival of some beloved new neighbors!
grandpa and grandma! My mom and I took a plane to lost wages, Nevada [as grandpa calls it]to help them prepare for the journey home! They lived in Washington prior to moving to Nevada for about ten years, and now they feel the Lord is wanting them back here with us. We were on a road trip on the way back, they have a huge truck pulling the biggest R.V on this side of planet Earth! Matter of fact, one crystal clear image in our minds was when we crossed the Hood River toll bridge right before the Washington border. First we read [Caution narrow bridge narrow lanes!]
Too late though. We all held our breath as we crossed the bridge that seemed barely large enough for our vehicle alone.
I’m sure there were white knuckles and lots of prayers, first a few medium sized vehicles passed us, then a dump truck, followed by the unthinkable….. You wouldn’t believe it, a Semi truck itself [ insert scary fast music here] so grandpa pulled in his mirror and we all instinctively leaned to the right thinking that it would help us from grinding and screeching against
The eighteen wheeler nightmare ……….. 5 …4...3...2...1.. Shooowee!
We were practically hugging the wall of the water side.. And so was the driver next to us…. It was a close one but we all breathed out and started laughing after we made it within inches through…. [grandpa said we would find any other highway to detour to, in order to never do that again!
We were thrilled to be home again.. There isn’t many things in life comparable to coming home after being other places. I missed my brothers and dad very much. We need the Lord to bind us all ,as a family seeking his will, firmly together with cords that can not be broken! By his love and grace alone.

Your Mission By Ellen M. Gates
[This was President Lincoln’s favorite song, one which he encored repeatedly when sung at a Sunday School Convention in Washington in 1864.]

If you can not on the ocean
Sail among the swiftest fleet,
Rocking on the highest billows,
Laughing at the storms you meet,

You can stand among the sailors
Anchored yet within the bay;
You can lend a hand to help them
As they launch their boat away.

- If you are too weak to journey
Up the mountains steep, and high,
You can stand within the valley
while the multitudes go by,

You can chant in happy measure
As they slowly pass along;
Though they may forget the singer
They will not forget the song.

If you have not gold and silver,
Ever ready to command;
If you can not toward the needy
Reach an ever helping hand,

You can reach the afflicted,
O’er the erring you can weep;
You can be a true disciple,
Sitting at the Savior’s feet.

If you can not in the harvest
Garner up the richest sheave,
Many a grain, both ripe and golden,
With the careless reapers leave;

Go and glean among the briers
Growing rank against the wall
For it may be that the shadows
Hide the heaviest wheat of all.

If you can not in the conflict
Prove yourself a soldier true;
If where fire and smoke are thickest
There is no work for you to do,

When the battlefield is silent
You can go with careful tread-
You can bear away the wounded,
You can cover up the dead.

Do not, then, stand idly waiting
For some greater work to do;
Fortune is a lazy goddess,
She will never come to you.

Go and toil in My vineyard,
Do not fear to do or dare;
If you want a field of labor,
You can find it anywhere.

Thursday, April 30, 2009


THE BEREAN TIMES April 30th 2009

APRIL 2009


April has been a long and exciting month for us here at the Academy. We have been busy with school work of course, but also enjoying all the new signs of life around our humble abode. The birds with their little ones, bunnies leaping across the roads and deer bounding out of our yard. The flowers are in full color and the plants are blooming. God is adding to our family here at the Academy in more ways than one. Our beloved administrator and principle (yours truly) have found out they are expecting another little blessing from God; and our parents/grandparents from Nevada are moving up here with us at the end of May. Praise the Lord! We went to a home school conference and were blessed again by the various people, vendors and organizations that were there to further the kingdom of God specifically by encouraging the work ~ (note, labor of love) of homeschooling. God is so good and his mercy endures! See you all next month.


We have a winner …… congratulations Peach on finding our lost January issue. And to all of you runner-ups great job! The hours spent looking; I’ll tell you I don’t think I could have done it. We have had many good things happen in April, for one I found out I am going to have another sibling (crowd roar!) I can’t wait. The church play set was painted and April showers bring? Rhododendrons, our driveway is lined with them. In a couple of weeks they will be in full bloom. We have a first… I am going (trying) to write a book, I got a lot of my inspiration from the movie Master and Commander Far Side of the World and the book Treasure Island. Yep pirates! I would tell you about it but I might give it away. I won’t tell you anything and maybe I should not have you said anything at all. Oh well. We fell a tree today because my grandpa and grandma are MOVING up here and we need room for their fifth wheel and the tree was in the way. Did you happen to see the circle cloud around the sun the other day? We did and it was really cool. We made a video at church today and tried to make an invisible rope trick……… It didn’t work ahhhhhh maaannnnnnnn. I can’t resist telling you a little something about my book. My book follows the life of Nathaniel Hawkins (Nat) as he likes to be called, later Captain Hawk and his ups and downs. This is a roller coaster ride of an action adventure drama book. See you next month.


Working on this post I have been listening to Audio Adrenaline… “Get Down” and I must say that it is true,

In your weakness He is stronger
In your darkness He shines through
When your crying He’s your comfort
When your all alone He’s carrying you

When life brings us down, God lifts us back up no matter what.

The Wind

The wind, we don’t know where it starts from,
or where it will make it’s journey next;
yet we can feel it and breathe it,
and look on the things of it’s affect.

How lovely do the trees look
when it seems they dance within the wind,
what beautiful expressions,
as the flowing breeze descends.

Does the wind itself make the whooshing sound,
or is it the objects by simply being in it’s path?
Though we cannot see it, we feel invigorated, energized
and more alive, by what feels like resounding breath.

Storms baffle us sometimes and make everything unclear,
but then you must seek the master of the wind; Jesus
and give to Him all your fears.
Only at His command the winds obey,
In His name the storms disappear,
He is sovereign Lord over all Creation
May His spirit beckon you near.

Half of April In Alabama

During the first week of April I went with my grandpa on a road trip towards the south.
It wasn’t too many days before I realized a few funny things:
First, grandpa was on a mission, hands on the steering wheel and eyes dead ahead to the every twist and turn and mile before us.
Second: There was an invisible connection between grandpa’s
right foot and the gas pedal, therefore some states were more of a giant blur rather than a picture in our minds. Wow.. If I fell asleep for just a bit, I would be sure to have hovered plane style right through at least half a state during that repose!
Third: when a rest stop was required by me, I had better say it an hour or so early…. Because I found out we would [miss] a few
in order [I’m sure] just to be that much closer to the destination of the evening! Whoa. That was not so funny at the time J
Well who would have guessed that sitting in the passenger seat doing nothing except staring deep into the atlas, and snapping a few pictures, could make you feel like you ran across the country?
That is somehow what it seemed like [ O my pillow and comfy bed where art thou?]
Before noon on day four we had made it to Sulphur, Oklahoma; The road through the main part of town was brick and
nearing the end was a large cemetery. We were headed to my cousin and his wife’s house. This was her hometown where she has lived all her life. Actually much of her family lives on the road behind their house, and her dad is the pastor of the church one block down. It was a great environment and good fellowship.
While we were there they had what they call a (singing!)
the whole neighborhood and church came to Maw-Maw’s house and brought fiddles, guitars, voices and cookies.
we sat around the big fire and sang hymns the rest of the evening!
Very neat!
Since it was country land and a lot of it, almost every house had a quad, they call them four wheelers and think it is strange that we call them quads up here- Lol! They use them to go check on property and visit each other. Or just to kill time.
The big excitement for the men and ladies surprisingly, was showing their guns and the much acquired skill of blowing bright orange clay pigeons apart from about thirty feet away. Interesting.
As for the weather I remember it was pretty hot, but really windy.

We stopped in Texas a couple hours later to visit my uncle Sandy, Who is my grandpa’s eldest son. I also had the joy of meeting my nine year old cousin Memphis for the first time.
We set up an obstacle course to run and jump through a few times; but it ended all too quickly when it was time to go again.
The rest of the day flew until we landed in Shreveport, Louisiana for that night. The next day only required five hours of driving to the final destination. Lafayette, Alabama. There uncle Ralph and aunt Kate, my grandpa’s older sister, were waiting for us to arrive. Sp we stepped into the home they have lived in for over sixty years, and hugged the beloved people that our Lord has caused to live for ninety-seven and ninety-two years.
Oh! What a privilege and great blessing it was to meet them and get to spend hours and days talking with them and sharing memories and laughs about this pilgrimage. It was altogether way too short. I could have learned so much more, and they would not say so but they need all the help and company they can get.
My aunt’s walking is getting more difficult, and they are both hard of hearing.
They love each other so so much though. I got such a kick out of watching them interact throughout the days. He calls her Ma, and she calls him baby. One day I heard this conversation:
UNCLE RALPH: “ Ma, you wanna go into town with me and get a biscuit?”
AUNT KATE: “ Ah no, I’m thinking my heads gonna get to hurting.”
UNCLE RALPH: ( In his joking manner) “ Well I guess I was lucky to get you out of the house yesterday.”
AUNT KATE: “ And that’s probley why I got take it easy-like today!
UNCLE RALPH: ( In his joking tone again) “ Well Ma, you can’t just keep sitting, sitting, sitting in yer chair all day, yer bound to hatch some chicks you know!”
AUNT KATE: ( laughing, and adding with the same enthusiasm)
“ Well baby, If I do hatch some of them, then at least you’ll be getting some help around here!”
And everybody was really laughing with that one.
Aunt Kate , before we left for the Birmingham Airport, told me, to never take a day for granted, and always be thankful for every step cause life does indeed go by quickly.
Lord, may you continue to bless and keep them all their days.


Wednesday, April 8, 2009




Wednesday, April 1, 2009




Monday, March 30, 2009


THE BEREAN TIMES March 30th 2009

MARCH 2009


Well Spring is in the air you can tell with your senses. Even with snow still falling the temperatures are slowing rising, the new growth and life is starting to bud with green and and everywhere you look you find pastel hued clothes, shoes and bunnies hopping down rabbit trails. On the educational front we have more intense study and practice ~ making sure all our ducks are in a row. We celebrated some birthdays here at the Berean Academy, first Sara's then Chad's. How refreshing to celebrate the milestone of turning 21 with Health, Peace and Joy... BUT MOST OF ALL WITH HIM. Congratulations to you both!! Like the change in weather, we here at the Academy had a change in our schedules this month as the flu hit our attendance for school very hard ~ lets just say we had an extended "Spring Break". Now that everyone is hopefully on the mend we can get back to some serious business. Our dear Sara has left on a road trip with Grandpa Bill to travel and visit with relatives all across this great nation of ours and we will be severely missing her for the next three weeks! For those of you persevering in the "Great January Missing Edition Contest" do not despair I'm sure your bound to turn a corner soon. Speaking of hunts does anyone else who reads this blog have any local or familial traditions for Resurrection Sunday??? Our family likes to do an old fashioned treasure hunt with scriptures and little surprises along the way. Let us know what your favorite traditions are! Well we have missed all of our friends and loved ones since we have been on this self-imposed quarantine. Can't wait to see all your lovely visages soon!

Snow Again? And this late in March?

Hmm, today is the 24th of March and we awoke this morning and saw a few inches of fresh beautiful snow outside. We sort of expect it won’t be the last time this happens this spring either! Especially living within these foothills of the mountains… brrr.
We enjoy playing in the snow often, and its constant and long term arrival is not as much of a surprise as when we first moved over here. Outside we hear a different story though; It goes something like this: “chirp! chirp! chirp!” screeching, “Chirp! Chirp!”
[momma bird telling papa bird that they definitely should have waited a few more weeks at least, before flying back north]
Bold “chirp! Chirp! chirp!!” "papa bird saying, “Don’t worry pretty momma bird, it is spring despite this cold snow you see darling. Also I will brave it to bring the worms we need back to the family right here under this big tree shelter, Chirp Chirp?” Then mamma bird, her feathers still quite ruffled asked, “chirp-chirp-chirp?” "what if you get frostbite on your wings or chirpmonia?" “ Nonsense honey bird! Don’t forget that you did marry the fastest worm catcher in the West!” CHIRP! CHIRP! BABY!
With that, to remind her of his bravado, he leaped out with one smooth motion and landed in the freshly fallen snow; he disappeared for only a split bird second under that blanket of white beauty, and with momma and babies watching anxiously, up he popped like a piece of toast with the absolutely longest worm they had ever seen hanging from his smiling beak. He darted back to them with that proud papa grin, and they all chirped with happiest delight. “Chirp, Chirp, Hooray! Chirp, Chirp, Hooray! Momma even sang a melody in sweet approval! Oh how they all chirped with perfect ease until that snowy season ended!


March has been…………. snowy, rainy, coldish, warmish, sunshine’s, fogeyish, I don’t know what to write aboutish (three days later.) So I’ll tell you what I’m doing instead I’m listening to Switchfoot “Stars” “stars, stars when I look at the stars I feel like myself” I think that Switchfoot is a really good band, oh now “Learning to Breathe” by Swicthfoot “Hello Good Morning How You Do, well I’m Waiting How You Do? Sara and Chad went to a Chris Tomlin concert but Sara will tell you about it. (one day later) We’ve had a lot of snow lately and rain off and on, well it’s St. Patty’s Day and I got pinched but I’m wearing green now =) a family tradition of ours is we have corn beef and cabbage every St. Patty’s Day yummmm I can smell it cooking now! (one day later) the snow has melted mostly at our house. Yesterday I went for what was supposed to be a delightful walk but it turned into a disaster. It started with Sara asking me if I wanted to go on a walk with her and me saying no, but my plan was to wait a minute and then get ready and sneak behind her. This worked for a while but as I started running I noticed that she was no were to be found and thus I came to the conclusion that she had to be down at the pump house road. So I ran though the woods like a mad man until I got to the top of the hill, I could not see her so I went back home only to find she was not there and the dogs were gone so I grabbed a helmet and jumped on a bike and started pedaling as fast as the cheap bike would go. This time I went the opposite way hoping to see her on the long stretch of road which I didn’t, so I road the bike down the hill past the pump house and down a place I didn’t like and back up again, seeing the horse I thought I should just forget about going on a walk. So I gave the horse a carrot by myself and then when I decided to go back home I came around a corner and saw my neighbor and she said, “she’s up by the paper box” and so I said, “thanks” and walked toward my sister that had been looking for me back and forth just on the upper side while I looked for her on the lower side. that’s all my rambling for March.

Poetry Corner

A Lego story

Lego ships and cannons,
Plastic guns of every size,
& tiny Lego people, their faces of sternness,
Happiness, and surprise.
A thousand different options
From the boy with his Lego mind’s eye.

Lego gold, Lego flags, “Lego my Eggo I lost the Lego hand!”, “brothers, sissy, mommy, dad,’’….
“look at my strong walls and the captain, look at my Lego land!”

After hours of decisions, digging for and putting together piece by piece,
Analyzing the plot again, which one is the good guy? Which one the rotten thief?
Finally a smile beams across his face
“just right” he thinks in his head.
Now time for some Lego action, putting voices to every Henry and Fred. The war goes on until every last Lego enemy is either conquered, dismembered, or Lego dead!

But it doesn’t end so quickly, as you might think, because there is this thing called Lego relief, you know, like Lego stretchers,
Ambulances, and medicine health packs;

All to prolong the wars excitement, and to fix the enemies attacks.

I’m sure I have seen, [at least one time] that trusty Mr. Lego doctor, stitch right back on, a missing Lego head… eerie thing though, it ended up Captain Johnson, Not poor broken Colonel Fred.

Such delight filled hours are those,
Spent in that Lego land repose,
So you have to smile even when you sometimes trip on a pile, and they stab your toes,

Or when they somehow confiscate every flat surface, land in the dog food or camp in the bottom of the washer [you know how it goes]
All in this land of Lego’s.