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Name:
Cathi

Status:
Dreaming of the mountains...


Who is Granny?

I'm the incredibly blessed mother of 9, "Granny" to 16, and wife of "The Papa," the knight-in-shining-armor whose loving support has made it possible for me to stay home and give my life to mothering, homemaking, and 26 years of homeschooling. Life at Granny's House is full of laughter, friendship, books, music, lively debate, writing, and good things to eat. My days are made even more meaningful by coming alongside other moms, giving them the support and encouragement that I lacked as a young mother and helping them to network with each other in ways that strengthen homes and families. A few times a year I board a plane to visit my "away" kids, to attend the birth of a grandchild, or to enjoy some lazy days with my best friend, but I always love coming back to...Granny's House.

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On Granny's Calendar
  • August 15 - SAC Day begins
  • August 16 - Sam is 7!
  • August 20 - Kristen's birthday
  • August 30 - THE WELTYS ARRIVE!
  • Sept 3 - FAMILY PICTURES
  • Sept 3 - Chris' birthday
  • Sept 5 - Henry is 9!
  • Sept 7 - Isaac is 10!
  • Sept 17 - The Papa's birthday
  • Sept 23-30 - Granny and Papa go to Hawaii
  • Sept 26 - PawPop is 88!
  • Sept 29 - Tim is 15!
  • Oct 2 - Cheyenne's birthday
  • Oct 4 - Liam is 5!
  • Oct 7 - John Caleb is 17!
  • Oct 18 - Tony's birthday



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    Granny Cares
  • Care Calendar
  • Agape Pregnancy Help Center San Antonio
  • World Vision

  • Granny Cooks (and Eats)!

  • The Pioneer Woman Cooks
  • Once a Month Mom
  • $5 Dinners
  • Full Bellies, Happy Kids
  • A Year of Crockpotting


  • Granny's House (and yours!)

  • Simple Mom
  • The Nesting Place
  • Between Naps on the Porch
  • The Inspired Room



  • Granny gets around...
  • A Holy Experience
  • MommyLife
  • Confessions of a Pioneer Woman
  • Preschoolers and Peace
  • Breathing Grace
  • theMangoTimes



  • Granny stays informed...
  • Real Clear Politics
  • Fox News
  • Drudge Report

  • Granny Thinks...
  • Al Mohler
  • Between Two Worlds
  • Blog and Mablog
  • First Importance
  • Equipping the Saints
  • Desiring God

  • Granny says you may go to...
  • PowerLine Blog
  • Michelle Malkin
  • SteynOnline
  • WSJ Opinion Journal Best of the Web
  • GetHuman
  • Home School Legal Defense Association

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  • Netflix
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  • Blue Pencil Editing
  • SPOGG
  • Mighty Red Pen
  • Conjugate Visits

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  • Purgatorio
  • ScrappleFace
  • LarkNews
  • Sacred Sandwich


  • Friday, October 19, 2007

    An open letter to my friend Paula (not her real name)...

    Dear Paula,

    I've known you for many years now. I love you like a...well, somewhere between a daughter and a sister, since you fall sort of in the generation between my kids and me. You may have moved a thousand miles away from us, but you are and will always be very dear to me. I've watched you start and raise a family and grow in your marriage, in your role as a mother and friend, and in your walk with God. I'm blessed to know you, more now than ever.

    But there's a topic I've wanted to open up with you for a long time, and it seems that the longer I wait, the harder it gets. Not only might you be angry with me, you might also wonder why in the world I waited so long if I feel so strongly about it. And the only answer I can give you is that...I used to be you. Not in all the specifics, maybe, but enough so that I feel for what your reaction might be and it's made me reluctant to go there. I've told myself it's none of my business, that I don't want to sacrifice the sweetness of our friendship over a temporal issue. But there is something, and you'll understand in a few years, about passing 50 that bestows a boldness that I wouldn't have had in my 30's...and I am just going to trust that you'll hear my love for you and Brad and the kids in what I'm going to say.

    The topic is....food.

    Even as I write the word, I envision that you know where I'm going. It's been unspoken between us but it's no secret that our paths have diverged farther and farther in the time we've known you. I've watched you become more and more focused on every bite of food that goes in your mouths, spending almost inhuman amounts of time looking for the raw, the organic, the range-fed, the stone-ground, the unpasteurized, the gluten-free, the additive-free, the fat-free, the hormone-free, the antibiotic-free, the caffeine-free, the preservative-free. Part of me has always admired your quest for the best, especially since I remember the days of doing much the same. I was so afraid of Nabisco's additives (and their evil motives), I baked my own graham crackers. No, we hated them, but hey, they were good for us.

    Not everything I made out of 100% pure ingredients tasted bad. Most of it was great, after some tweaking. But not all of it was good for us. It might have been good for our insides, but it was bad for our souls. And that's what I want to share with you.

    Paula, in the time I've known you I've watched you become more and more fearful that you or Brad or the kids will put something in your sandwich that will hurt you or cause cancer or autism or hyperactivity or reduce the baby's IQ. You spend hours reading conflicting opinions and stress out over this month's warnings against the thing that was allowed last month. And that fear is showing on your faces, and it's beginning to separate you from the people you love. Grandma can't bring candy...Grandad can't take the kids to MickyD's...friends have become afraid to invite your family for a meal or a picnic...birthday parties get whispered about behind your back because there'll be hot dogs and cupcakes...and you are more and more uncomfortable at your church potlucks. You want to be part of a community, but you're allowing yourself to be isolated and divided from the very people you need and who need you. You're missing out on the fellowship that goes hand in hand with food. I know you believe you're doing what's right, but I want you to consider that you might be throwing out the baby with the bathwater.

    All through the Bible we are presented with beautiful pictures of food as communion. Whether it's in Old Testament narratives, Gospel parables, Jesus' institution of the Lord's Supper, Paul's letters, or the picture of the wedding feast in Revelation, the meal is presented as something sacred. Not that the food itself is sacred in the sense that an offering at the altar was (though we have evidence that this was sometimes the case), but the event of sharing food together as an act of signifying unity, oneness, hospitality, reconciliation, blessing, commitment. Can you imagine the angels, having been offered the meal that Sarah prepared, stopping in horror to ask if there was Red Dye #3 in the smoked lamb chops? Okay, of course there was no such thing then, but can you imagine what it would have done to the spirit of that meal for the angels to query about every ingredient? Or if the widows, getting their daily food rations from the deacons in the early church, had read the latest Prevention magazine and refused all the bread with grain that had been exposed to heat in the grinding process or started passing out pamphlets about the dangers of yeast?

    Admittedly, these are over-the-top examples. But I believe they make the point that there is a sacredness in the meal, not in the food. Some of us (including me at times) have been guilty of making food a near object of worship and in that process we've destroyed the richness of eating together. We've become guilty of worshipping, not just caring for, the temple of the Holy Spirit rather than worshipping the Inhabitor of the temple. We've become guilty of consuming parallel meals, but not ones with a spirit of communion. We've taken a gift that God graciously bestows on individuals, families, churches, and communities, and decided that we'll turn it into a science. Worse yet, we've deluded ourselved that we can add a single day to our lives by our own efforts. We've instilled fear and confusion and suspicion in our children against the very people we pray will influence them to become godly adults. And we've created division in our families, denying our husbands a beloved treat with a lecture on how dangerous it is.

    Please don't misunderstand: I applaud your desire to serve your family healthy meals and to plan snacks and treats with care, especially for your little one with genuine food allergies. But I implore you, while the kids are still under your influence, not to alienate them from each other and from friends and extended family and their church family by the very thing that God gave to bind you together. The subtle messages that you send them by not allowing them to eat what their friends' mothers have prepared are not ones that will be easily erased. They will carry those messages into their relationships and their marriages, and the results may be whole foods but less than whole souls.

    I want you in my home for dinner. But I want you to enjoy what I prepare and not feel you have to bring your own food. I want to spend our mealtime nourishing our friendship and not just our bodies. I don't want to have your husband or kids look longingly at one of the dishes but know that they can't risk your displeasure by partaking.

    Eat with joy! And don't mistake your own joy for the joy of your family and friends...you may very well be building walls instead of bridges without even realizing it.

    Please know that I say these things in love and out of a great respect for who you are and what you are building. You've accepted my counsel and my insight in many areas through the years...I hope you'll at least prayerfully consider a part of what I've shared here and see your task of providing nourishment to your family with a longer view and a more relaxed outlook. :-)


    With grateful eyes on Him,

    Cathi

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    Granny's Mission Statement
    "...Tell to the coming generation the glorious deeds of the LORD, and his might, and the wonders that he has done....that the generation to come might know, even the children yet to be born, that they may arise and tell them to their children."
    ~Psalm 78:4-6

    My Focal Passage for 2011...
    Philippians 2:5-11

    5 Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus,

    6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped,

    7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.

    8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.

    9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name,

    10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth,

    11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

    ~Philippians 2:5-11 (ESV)


    Oxymoronica...

    "The vanity of being known to be trusted with a secret is generally one of the chief motives to disclose it."

    ~Samuel Johnson


    [Oxymoronica, n., A compilation of self-contradictory terms, phrases, or quotations; examples of oxymoronica appear illogical or nonsensical at first, but upon reflection, make a good deal of sense and are often profoundly true.]


    Books on the iPhone, the Kindle, or on the nightstand...


  • The Good Husband of Zebra Drive, Alexander Mccall Smith
  • The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions, Arthur G. Bennett, editor



  • Books finished in 2011...

  • Oxymoronica, Mardy Grothe
  • Some Sing, Some Cry, Ntozake Shange, Ifa Bayeza
  • English Society in the Eighteenth Century, Roy Porter
  • One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are, Ann Voskamp
  • His Word in My Heart, Janet Pope
  • The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, Rebecca Skloot
  • Half the Sky: Turning Oppression into Opportunity for Women Worldwide, Nicholas D. Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn
  • Reading Lolita in Tehran, Azar Nafisi
  • Think: The Life of the Mind and the Love of God, John Piper
  • Moonwalking with Einstein: The Art and Science of Remembering Everything, Joshua Foer
  • Blue Shoes and Happiness, Alexander McCall Smith
  • The Red Queen, Philippa Gregory
  • Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy, Eric Metaxas
  • The Confessions of Saint Augustine, St. Augustine
  • Complete Poems and Selected Letters of John Keats, John Keats
  • Unfamiliar Fishes, Sarah Vowell
  • Words That Work, Frank Luntz
  • NurtureShock: New Thinking About Children, Po Bronson and Ashley Merryman
  • Poke the Box, Seth Godin
  • Why We Get Fat: And What to Do About It, Gary Taubes
  • A Patriot's History of the United States, Larry Schweikart and Michael Allen
  • Song of Saigon: One Woman's Journey to Freedom, Anh Vu Sawyer
  • The Artistic Mother: A Practical Guide for Fitting Creativity into Your Life, Shona Cole
  • The Politically Incorrect Guide to English and American Literature, Elizabeth Kantor
  • The Greater Journey: Americans in Paris, David McCullough


  • Oh, the thinks you
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  • Tapestry of Grace
  • Anatomical Charts
  • America's Library
  • George Washington's Mount Vernon - Virtual Mansion Tour
  • Thomas Jefferson's Monticello - Virtual Mansion Tour
  • Hurricane Demo

  • Oh, the places we'll go...
  • The Alamo
  • Majestic Theater
  • The MAiZE
  • Magik Theatre
  • Sheldon Vexler Children's Theatre

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    Grace Notes

    "Were the whole realm of nature mine
    That were a present far too small...
    Love so amazing, so divine
    Demands my soul, my life,
    my all!"