Summer in the Psalms

“The words of the Lord are pure words,

Like silver tried in a furnace of earth,

Purified seven times. “

Psalm 12:6

Last year, the children and I read through the Book of Psalm. We generally read a Psalm when we gathered at the table for lunch.  Sometimes I would read the whole psalm or we would rotate around the table. What beautiful words we read during that time.  Again and again I have found myself returning to certain psalms.

A friend of mine suggested that a group of us read through the Book of Psalm over the summer.  I did not hesitate. Our plan is simple.  We read two psalms a day; one in the morning and one in the evening. (Or whatever reading times work best for you.)

There is no formal study book nor scheduled times of discussion.  We share when we desire, discuss what we read or nothing at all.  For me personally, I wanted to do more than just read. I truly wanted to savor the words of the Lord as I read through each psalm. I had recently purchased a new journal but had not decided how I wanted to use it.  I set it aside to use as my record of my Summer in the Psalms.

What do I journal? Some days I write out a prayer and others I may jot down a verse or two that really left an impression on me.  There are days when I copy the whole psalm.

What a balm to my heart the psalms are each and every time I read them.  Throughout the psalms I am reminded of God’s great mercy and love, His righteousness and sovereignty, His justice and truth, and His salvation.

I will praise You, O Lord, with my whole heart;

I will tell of all Your marvelous works.

I will be glad and rejoice in You;

I will sing praise to Your name,

O Most High.” Psalm 9: 1-2

Have you read through the Book of Psalm lately? I look forward to sharing throughout the summer!

Fruit Loopy Fine Motor

Sam, 3, is a very chatty guy.  After having a couple of children in speech therapy, I remind myself what a gift it is that Sam is a talker. Timing is not his gift. In the midst of helping someone with long division or a phonics lesson quiet is appreciate.

Preschool skills

What do you do to quiet Super Sam? A little bit of homemade playdough, a bamboo skewer and a handful of fruit loopy cereal. Voila! Focused attention, busy hands and a mind hard at work.

Sam had a great time putting the cereal on the skewer. He was very determined to get the skewer completely covered. One sibling, who had been working in another room, walked in and thought for a moment that he had stacked the cereal that high. Talented guy.

After completely filling up the skewer, I let Sam eat them as he took them off the skewer. A special treat as cereal is not an every day food item in our home. He enjoyed filling up the skewer so much that he asked to do it again. No problem! Enjoy!

Fine motor

After eating the second skewer full of fruity cereal it was time for us to move on in our day. He had been quietly and diligently working for at least 30 minutes. An added bonus was playing with the little mound of playdough that held up the skewer.

Prep time for this was almost non-existent. In a moment, I had it set up and ready for him to enjoy. I utilized this fruity cereal because it was used for a fun math activity for his siblings. Normally I would have just used a whole grain “o” cereal.

One advantage to using the fruity cereal is that you can also work on sorting and patterns. We worked on some of that also and will share later.

I will definitely have this activity in a regular rotation using various items to place on the skewer. It doesn’t always need to be food. Uncooked pasta, cut straws, beads,  and metal washers could also be used.  A very versatile activity.
*(Please note: When you use small items with your preschoolers, be aware of the risk of those items being put in the mouth or nose. There could be a choking hazard.)

On days like this, everyone wants to go back to the preschool class! What fun activities are you doing with your preschoolers? Please share in the comment section!


This post is a part of my Preschool on a Budget series.


“Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,

The fruit of the womb is a reward.” Psalm 127:3

I can remember as a young girl playing this silly game with friends. The details elude me at the moment but in some fashion we would arrive at a number that would be for how many children we would have one day. I can recall making lists of names that I wanted to use for those children. I vaguely remember a few of those names (Samantha, Jessica, etc). Those names were never even in the running for my babies. Motherhood was this blurry vision in my mind. Whatever my childhood thoughts of motherhood, I know they were not, by any stretch, close to my reality.


Hannah – 2009

A day doesn’t go by that I do not realize how blessed I am to be at home with my children. I have seen the first steps and heard the first words of my little ones. I hear them giggle with delight over new discoveries and I have had the joy of seeing and helping the ability to read click. I can share laughs with my older girls and relax together with a good movie. I have watched some of my babies become young women who are more capable than I was years past their ages.


Mary and Sarah – Tryon Palace 2009

As we all know, life isn’t a beautiful, blooming flower garden all the time. With all the smiles and giggles, there are not so happy times as well. Days like today. Days that started a little after midnight with your preschooler throwing up on your bed.  Naturally waking up the baby who decides she doesn’t see the need to go back to sleep. After the sun rises you discover that your two year old decided to join his sister in not feeling well.  Thankfully he was not near your bed when it happens.  And the over tired baby? Yep. She’s teething. Those children who are feeling fine? They still need my attention as well. And math needs to be checked. And laundry needs to be done. Oh, yes, dinner. Hmmm…what is for dinner?


Sarah and Bekah ~ 2009

This evening, bedtime was approaching. Little ones were trying to stay awake which meant running and being loud. Last minute needs were being attended to. The baby was tired and fussy.  I am exhausted. Weary.  My mind was spinning with thoughts of the day, things that I still needed to do, things that were not going to get done. Again. I felt so overwhelmed. I spoke a bit snippy at someone for asking a simple question. I sighed a bit too loudly. Thankfully, the Lord drew me to His word. I love reading the Psalms. Tonight, as I was feeling weary; knowing I had fallen short today…I needed a psalm.

Tryon Palace

Caleb – 2009

“Gracious is the Lord, and righteous:

Yes, our God is merciful.

The Lord preserves the simple;

I was brought low, and He saved me.

Return to your rest, O my soul,

For the Lord has dealt bountifully with you.” Psalm 116: 5-7

Keeping Cool

Lydia ~ 2009

Return to your rest….dealt bountifully with you…. What beautiful words to my tired heart this evening. So thankful for His rest. No matter what is weighing heavy on my heart at the end of a day; no matter how I have fallen short; no matter what struggles the day has offered….He has given me rest, O my soul. So thankful for that rest. Rest for the weary and new mercies every morning……