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Watchful Wednesdays

Watchful Wednesdays


I have been doing the Joy Dare since January. Although I have enjoyed it thoroughly I find it very time consuming. So I am stopping the hunt. However, I will continue to write on Wednesdays and add a few of the blessings from my week.

I am calling my Wednesdays – Watchful Wednesdays. On Wednesdays I will be writing about what God is showing me – through photography, paintings, communication, the Bible, my family and everywhere else.

Today I want to focus on families. Our family is getting together next week at a cottage for our yearly family retreat. This will be our 3rd summer. What an amazing blessing this is to everyone. We catch up; we play; we laugh; we tell stories; we hug; we eat… oh yes we do eat. The grandchildren play together and we watch.

We learn:

Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him (Psalm 127:3, NIV).

A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living (Chuck Swindoll).

I love to read Oswald Chambers every morning. On July 31 I read:

Ultimately God will let nothing escape, every detail is under His scrutiny.

So I want to watch, be aware, listen and concentrate on each moment of living.

Here are some blessings from the past week.

      • Sizzlin’ Summer Service in the park – joint with the churches


        • art with my granddaughter
        • beautiful day in the park with kids making crafts at Rails End Gallery
        • the Rotary Carnival
        • walking our town
        • reading The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe with my granddaughter
        • playing Rummoli, Yatze and Uno
        • making a Tadeo print with my grandson
        • boating
        • playing with clay from the lake


        • sunshine and cloudless days
        • outdoors in Millbrook for Ladies Night
        • ideas and more ideas
        • fun, fun and more fun
        • saying prayers with granddaughter at night
        • a new camera
        • pictures of wildflowers


  • WW1---flowers


        • closeup shots with my camera
        • excitement of seeing a bee on my first shot with camera




        • restful Sunday
        • foggy mornings
        • an expression of interest in buying my books

Watchful Wednesdays

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Creative Saturdays – Playdough Tadeo

Creative Saturdays – Playdough Tadeo

playdough - finished Tadeo Turtle playdough

I don’t know about you but I love playdough. I loved it so much when my kids were small that I played with them every time. Then when they grew up I had to try making pottery. I have had some lessons and some successes. But my watercolour called me back. So I haven’t played with pottery in a while.

So today I decided to make some playdough. There are so many great recipes out there. I have a good one in the back of Tadeo Turtle but it is for dough that you bake, and then paint.

Today I will use a great recipe I have used for years.


Playdough Ingredients

1 cup water
1 cup flour
1/2 cup salt
2 tsp cream of tartar
1 tbsp. vegetable oil
Food colouring



1. Mix dry ingredients in a bowl
2. Add water and oil and food colouring ( I learned you could use Koolaid but I didn’t have any.)


playdough mix ingredients

3. Cook over medium heat on the stove top.

playdough - cook until it comes away from sides of pot
4. When it starts to come away from the sides it is done.

Playdough finished cooking
5. Remove from heat and put on wax paper. – watch out it is hot.

playdough rolled out onto waxed paper
6. This is the best part. Start working the dough.

playdough - kneading the dough

7. Start forming the turtle – make the bottom, legs, tail, head.

playdough - forming the turle


8. Make a shell to put over his body. I used toothpicks to design the shell but you can use anything and design it any way you want. This is your turtle.

playdough - add shell and googly eyes

9. The finished Tadeo Turtle – if I had made other colours of playdough I would have used them in his shell.

playdough - finished Tadeo Turtle playdough

10. The playdough can be kept in the refrigerator for a long time in a covered container or closed bag. I even put Tadeo in there as my granddaughter is arriving tonight. I wanted to show her.

Playdough in fridge
Please check out more about my book Tadeo Turtle on Tadeo’s Page. You will find more activities at the back of my book. And a 24-page curriculum is available if you ask.

Tadeo Turtle by Janis Cox

For more craft ideas from He Cares for Us go to Crafts for Kids.

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Trees of the Book – a review

Trees of the Book – A review

Kimberley Payne awakens children (and adults) to the immense knowledge that can be found in the Bible. In her book, Trees of the Book, Kimberley focusses on some of the trees found in Scripture. She tells short stories related to the “tree Scripture”; asks questions; gives a few interesting (and to me unknown) facts and gives various activities to review the information.

Trees of the Book by Kimberley Payne


The artwork is delightful and colourful.

I found, even as an adult, that I learned much from this little book.

It would be perfect for homeschoolers; Christian Schools and Sunday Schools.

Bravo Kimberley for a great resource.


Explore the Bible and learn from God’s creation. This entertaining and educational book offers children loads of fun. At the same time they’ll be learning about the Bible.

Inside its pages you’ll find:

  • Bible stories told from the viewpoint of the tree
  • Fast facts to help identify the specific tree
  • An activity to help reinforce the truth in the lesson
  • Challenging questions to support each story
  • Glossary and “People of the Bible” sections at the back of the book define words which are highlighted in bold
  • Project suggestions to enhance your learning

This engaging and instructive book is a colourful introduction to trees, leaves and their corresponding Bible stories. It’s ideal for 7 to 9 year olds, for home or school use and classroom sharing in grades 2/3 to supplement the Life Sciences Curriculum on Plant Life.

Blog dedicated to the book: http://www.scienceandfaithmatters.wordpress.com

YouTube channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/AndFaithMatters/videos?view=0

FB author page: www.facebook.com/KimberleyPayne.Author

 About the Author:

Kimberley Payne

Kimberley Payne is a former college teacher and lover of Jesus and Mr. Sketch scented markers. She combines her teaching experience and her love of writing to create educational materials for children.

Kimberley lives in a village east of Toronto, Ontario Canada where she hikes the trails and writes about family, fitness and faith.

Blog: Science and Faith Matters. 

YouTube channel: Faith Matters 

FB author page: Kimberley Payne Author


How Can I Release my Family to God?

by Stephanie Nickel

Above the Clouds

Above the Clouds

When sharing at the Lord’s Table with my church family, my pastor referred to God, “the Father giving us His Son”. Now, that is very familiar to any Christian, but because my heart was heavy for my children:

it was good to be reminded that God knows what it’s like to be a parent “surrendering” His child. Tweet this.

In my heart, I released my worries – and my three adult children – to Him, and He lifted me up as only He can.

Above the Clouds

Above the clouds, my heart can soar
The pain has gone
It is no more.

The clenching fist that held it tight
Released its hold
It has no might.

For my kids I was weighed down
Hurt and worry
All around.

The sky has cleared and joy has come
They are His

It’s settled, done.

For I’ve released them to His care
Thus escaping
That great snare…
That held me down, that held be back
That left me open
To attack.

But God is on His throne above
The God of mercy
Peace and love.

This God I worship and adore
First place given

I love my kids so very much
I love their smiles
I love their touch.

But now they have their rightful place
God, they’re yours
O Lord of grace.

You shall have no other gods before me (Exodus 20:3 NIV).


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Stephanie Nickel

Stephanie is a wife of over 30 years and has three grown children. She is eclectically interested, to say the least. Among her current pursuits are freelance editing and writing; filling in for her church administrator, who is currently on maternity leave; serving expectant moms as a labour doula; and working toward her Pregnancy Fitness Educator certification. The book she co-authored with Paralympian Deb Willows’ is scheduled for publication in the fall of 2013. Stephanie is a member of The Word Guild and works on Write! On, the news bulletin for guild members. She also posts regularly to TWG’s Facebook faces. To read more of her writing, visit Steph Nickel’s Eclectic Interests.


The Grandma Prayer Bug

by T. L Wiens 

Striving in Prayer

I became a grandma on the thirteenth hour of the thirteenth day of January, 2013. Some may see this as a sign of bad luck but I see it as a blessing. I was chosen to be with my daughter and her husband as they welcomed their daughter into this world. My life changed from the moment I lay eyes on this little one. And my prayer life went into hyper drive.

As a grandparent, sometimes that’s as close as you can get to this child that steals your heart but lives so far away. You know the hardships life can contain but you can’t always physically form a protective barrier for this precious life. But you can pray.

I will never forget the day my maternal grandmother passed away. I felt it as did all of her grandchildren. Our prayer warrior was gone.

“Pray without ceasing. In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. Quench not the Spirit. Despise not prophesyings.

Prove all things; hold fast that which is good. Abstain from all appearance of evil. And the very God of peace sanctify you wholly; and I pray God your whole spirit and soul and body be preserved blameless unto the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Faithful is he that calleth you, who also will do it. Brethren, pray for us. Greet all the brethren with an holy kiss. I charge you by the Lord that this epistle be read unto all the holy brethren. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you. Amen” (1 Thessalonians 5:17-28, KJV).

Now I understand the hours my grandmother sat in her chair with her eyes closed, her heart bent on her grandchildren. And I am so thankful for the years she stood there as my guardian while I faced life’s turns. Now, it’s my turn to pick up the torch not only for my grandchild but for all those who don’t have a praying grandmother.

Tammy Wiens

Tammy lives in Saskatchewan with her husband. They have four children. She enjoys gardening, walks along the beach and being on the farm. She has a passion for her faith, studying the Bible and prayer.

She has published two books; Where a Little Rain Comes Down and Making the Bitter Sweet. A short story, “May’s First Christmas” appeared in Christmas Chaos, a collection of stories about Christmas experiences that don’t make the fronts of Christmas cards. “Careful What You Whisper” is another short story about Tammy’s experiences after breaking her back. It can be found in A Second Cup of Hot Apple Cider. Visit T. L. Wiens for more information about Tammy’s books and workshops.


Simply Saturday – Grateful

Once again I am tagging on to The Gypsy Mama. Today her word is grateful. Five minutes – here I go.

This week has been filled with blessings. My daughter and her two children were here (4 and 2). I ran a vacation Bible School called the VIBE (Ventures in Biblical Education). We had two fantastic leaders from our Presbytery and 16 registered children.

What fun! What excitement! What sweet children!

My body is in recovery mode today. I am a Grandma; running up and down stairs; doing jumping jacks and sitting on the floor – those were some of my activities.

It may take me a couple of days to recover but what a wonderful week.

The next week will be filled with planning for my mission trip to Poland with International Messengers. For two weeks we will be over in Poland to visit and teach English. Once again I am looking after the children ages 4-12.

Grace and Gene Fox are in Romania at the moment, before they meet us in Poland. What a wonderful team to work with. She writes in her blog about her reflections on her trip to Romania.

I am grateful that God gave me the gifts and passion to do this. I am grateful He gives me the strength and health to physically be able to work with children.

Counting my blessings and being grateful each day as God leads and guides me. I would appreciate any prayers for this trip.


Your turn. Write a comment or post on being grateful. You can link to Gypsy Mama – here.



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I read this post last month and I really liked it. Hope you do too.


Pool Closed

by Brock Henning (reprinted with permission)

“Pool Closed.” My wife and I and our three children huddled around the sign with wide mouths and a beach bag full of goggles and squirt guns. We had strolled by the hotel pool just ten minutes earlier, smiling as another family laughed and splashed together. And now it was—closed?

It had been a rough week. We needed this winter weekend getaway, even if only to the next town for a one-night stay, a nice meal, movies, and…swimming.

Pool. Closed. The sign was mocking us. With heavy hearts, my wife and kids returned to the room. I huffed over to the front desk.

“So what’s wrong with the pool?” I asked the manager.

“Maintenance guy can’t get here. On another call,” he replied, bouncing his eyes between the computer screen and paperwork.

“I called this morning and you said the pool was open. That’s why we chose this hotel.” My ears were heating up.

The manager glanced right, then left, and leaning forward he quietly said, “Sir, I’m really sorry. A child just vomited in the pool.”

Son of a gun. One of those kids barfed in the pool. Our pool. Thanks, other family, for infecting our chlorinated blue lagoon. Thanks, other family, for ruining my family’s weekend. Thanks.

On our previous getaway, I opted for a cheaper hotel to save money. That bought us a dirty room and an outdoor three-man pool nestled between two parking spaces. This time I paid for a superior hotel with an indoor pool paradise, and I still lost.

With no flip left in my flop, I trudged back to the room. On the other side of the door I could hear bathing suits being shed, suitcases zipping, and television channels flipping. I thought about phrases I’m always imparting to my children, like Count your blessings and Make the best of it, or Could be worse. And lest I forget, At least the room doesn’t smell like smoke! My adages always seem to pass right through their little heads, and on this farcical day, the words almost passed right through mine.

Brock, this starts with you. I forgave that other family for ruining my weekend. Actually, I forgave myself for blaming them—their aquatic holiday had also turned rancid. And, like a butterfly freed of its cocoon, the words left my lips—make the best of it. I opened the door.

All four were seated on the double beds, watching television, and to my surprise, wearing bathing suits.

“Sorry guys. Pool’s closed.”

“Daddy, we can swim in the hot tub!” shouted our 11-year-old daughter.

“It’s too small,” I replied, “plus it’s cold outside and the water will be too hot to swim very long. And it’s probably closed.”

“We can ask the manager!” she said, reaching for the phone.

“Yeah, Dad!” said our youngest son, jumping from one bed to the other. “Let’s make the best of it!”

For the next thirty minutes, we sat outside, neck-deep in a hot tub—floating, splashing, laughing at winter’s chill.

Image by jeinny. Sourced through rgbstock.com.


Prayers of a Child

By  T. L Wiens

I’ve always loved fishing. My first catch was a twenty pound jackfish. I was only eight years old and the fish nearly pulled me into the water and caught me instead of the other way around. From that day on, I went fishing as often as my parents would take me to the lake. Every time I went, I would pray that God would grant me a catch. In the area where we lived, that was a pretty big request.

But God answered every time. I don’t remember ever going home without at least one fish that I’d caught. And those answered prayers sealed my faith.

Now I don’t pray for a fish every time I go fishing. My prayers tend to be about things that involve heavier issues but the answers come in the same manner that my childish requests for a fish were fulfilled. God is faithful in providing what is best for His children.

As the Bible says in Luke 11:9-13:

“And I say unto you, Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you. For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. If a son shall ask bread of any of you that is a father, will he give him a stone? or if he ask a fish, will he for a fish give him a serpent? Or if he shall ask an egg, will he offer him a scorpion? If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children: how much more shall your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask him? (King James Version).”


Let the Judge be the Judge

by Mary Haskett

Do you ever find yourself judging another person? I do, but quickly the Spirit of God chides me. I’m so thankful that Jesus kept His promise to send the Holy Spirit to help, direct and guide us through our life on this earth. What amazing provision for us His children. We are told not to Judge others. In Luke 6:37 we read,’ Do not Judge and you will not be judged.’ Of course God doesn’t want us to blindly accept everything as okay. He expects us to use discernment and to judge wisely in what we will do, where we will go, and what we will say.

Lately I’ve been using discernment in conversations with my grandson. I’ve listened carefully to his almost naïve concept of man, but rather than judging him, I’ve prayed silently for wisdom on how to respond to his belief that we should never judge anyone and that if we all loved each other, fed each other and so on there would be no evil doers . I have considered my dear grandson’s thinking and explained to him, he is being idealistic rather than realistic. I’ve encouraged him to read and observe the world affairs and to understand we can’t look at the world through rose coloured glasses, but see it as Jesus said it would be in the last days—full of wickedness.  Certainly he’s right about not judging but at the same time we can’t be like the ostrich and put our heads in the sand. By the way does the ostrich really do that?

Anyway for my grandson  my duty is to pray for his salvation and to keep the doors of communication open, for if I judge him then most likely the communication door will close and another soul lost. For all of us we must leave the judging to God and concentrate through kind discourse to win souls for the Kingdom.