Jennifer Saake

It is National Infertility Awareness Week (NIAW). I am adding to my YouTube channel again, and today told our story. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6AYPel0AHzA Here you will hear about our infertility, losses, and motherhood in the first 3 1/2 minutes. I said we had "3 children in 10 years". I actually meant 3 in 13 years.  I go on to tell a bit about parenthood and homeschooling, talk a lot about my strokes, then end up talking about brain training and Scripture memory.   All Scripture on this post is quoted from the  Legacy Standard Bible  (LSB). Scripture quotations taken from the (LSB®) Legacy Standard Bible®, Copyright © 2021 by The Lockman Foundation. Used by permission. All rights reserved. Managed in partnership with Three Sixteen Publishing Inc.  LSBible.org  and  316publishing.com I would love to meet you through social media: author  page -  facebook.com/HarvestingHope Specialty pages:      infertility / loss  - fb.com/ HannahsHopeBook      stroke  - fb.com/ Strok

 It had been my intent to share this guest post for Easter, but I didn't manage to get it done. Though I'm a couple of days late, you will find it to be a worthwhile read. I pray it blesses you! Guest post from  Jason Forbus : Greek mythology has fascinated me since childhood. By the time I read the Odyssey and tragedies like Oedipus the King in high school, I was hooked for life. Decades later, I still enjoy those stories. What has always intrigued me about these tales, however, is the portrayal of the gods. Or, to be picky in my translation, the immortals. Yes, they were powerful and lived on Mount Olympus (mostly) and threw thunderbolts and such. But the main distinction was that they—unlike humans—didn’t die. Humans, whether pawns, playthings, or puppets, were mortal. The gods were immortal. Yet, they weren’t benevolent, all-knowing, or even good—and certainly not holy. They offered no salvation, no sharing of eternity, no place on Olympus. They didn’t even claim to create

I have wanted to write a blog post about this topic for several months, but have struggled and prayed, not wanting to sound presumptuous or self-aggrandizing. Honestly, I'm still not sure that my motives are as pure as they should be, but this message is burning too intensely within my heart to continue to remain silent any longer. There may well come a day, in our lifetimes, that physical Bibles are taken away.  But we cannot be rent from the Word carried within our hearts! I could neither read nor easily be read to after my strokes, having been struck legally blind and profoundly hearing impaired in an instant.  The reality of being without access to the life-giving Word of God is exceedingly personal to me. I had no access to Scripture beyond the handful of AWANAs, Sunday School, and homeschool Bible verses I had memorized. I am SO very thankful that he kids and I had spent the past school year memorizing James, chapter one together. Though I did not know it as well as I should