The Purpose of Family Worship - Voddie Bauchman

The Consequences of Feminism - Voddie Baucham

The Children's Hour by Henry Longfellow

The Children's Hour by Henry Longfellow

Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
That is known as the Children's Hour.

I hear in the chamber above me
The patter of little feet,
The sound of a door that is opened,
And voices soft and sweet.

From my study I see in the lamplight,
Descending the broad hall stair,
Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,
And Edith with golden hair.

A whisper, and then a silence:
Yet I know by their merry eyes
They are plotting and planning together
To take me by surprise.

A sudden rush from the stairway,
A sudden raid from the hall!
By three doors left unguarded
They enter my castle wall!

They climb up into my turret
O'er the arms and back of my chair;
If I try to escape, they surround me;
They seem to be everywhere.

They almost devour me with kisses,
Their arms about me entwine,
Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen
In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!

Do you think, o blue-eyed banditti,
Because you have scaled the wall,
Such an old mustache as I am
Is not a match for you all!

I have you fast in my fortress,
And will not let you depart,
But put you down into the dungeon
In the round-tower of my heart.

And there will I keep you forever,
Yes, forever and a day,
Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,
And moulder in dust away!

Fatherhood - consequences

Voddie Baucham

Daddy's little gift

Cinderella

Two of my sisters had babies over the Summer, a boy and a girl. Recently, I went to go see my new niece for the first time. That sister already had a girl, who I thought was the greatest neice any uncle could have, so I was a little nervous about seeing this new baby girl. I couldn't see loving her more and I didn't want to have favorites. Funny, fear I know, but it was there. Anyways, I walked in the door and saw my new neice and instantly loved her and knew there would be no favorites. My other sister sent me pictures of my nephew and he is amazing.

Not only do I love them, but a huge hunger to teach them about God and what it means to walk with the Lord stirred up in me. To be there for them and establish a godly heritage. It was interesting, I've heard how father's are changed when they see their child for the first time. I think I understand a little bit of what that's like.