Tree of the Month

The Almond Tree
Scientific term-Prunus amygdalus
A smaller tree (grows up to 15 ft.)
Purple-colored bark
Dark Green leaves with a narrow, toothed point
Blossoms bright pink flowers

A good resource for more info on this tree is: 
Trees of the World
By Sandra Holmes

Poem of the Month

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines
and often is his gold complexion dimmed;
and every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shalll not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. 


Written by Shakespeare

Weekly Leadership Quotes

Few things feel as good, as trying your absolute hardest at something worthy.



 Chris Brady

Strong sailors aren't made on calm seas.

Chris Brady


Posted by:  Samantha. M. Schmitz (Holly's daughter)

Encourging Snippets (To say to others) :)

Giving uplifting compliments can easily ease the tension or make someone's day.
Test yourself...how many compliments do you know?????   



By:  Samantha Schmitz :) 

Upcoming Pro Life Events

Pro-Life Update: 
THE TOTAL RAISED IN THE WALK FOR LIFE WALK IS:  30, 145.16! 
A big thank you to all those who helped, volenteered and donated!  Together, with God's help, we can make a difference!!

Reccomended Books

Leadership & Liberty  pieces of the puzzle (By Chris Brady, and Orrin Woodward)

Whimsy the Talking Pony (By Sandy Duval) 

Who Moved my Cheese? (Spencer Johnson, M.D.)


Keepers at Home (a handbook for young ladies)

The Cabin Faced West (Jean Fritz)

Secret Keeper Girl (Dana Gresh) 

God is our Hope

March 3^rd, 1942

Dear Diary,

Parnell left, just two hours ago. We all crowded into the platform of the train station, and waited for him to board his ride. He wished us all well, and when he came lastly to me, I lifted my head to see him, and forced a hopeful smile.
“Bye, Parnell.”
“God made you for this time, for a purpose, Vatrana. And I already know half of that purpose. Trust Him…and don’t worry.” 

My eyes lit up with confusion. I don’t know what he was talking about. But all I do know is that he kissed me lightly on my head, and said, 
“You’ll always be in my prayers.”

And then ran he off, and boarded the train it chugged away. I felt hot tears slide carelessly down my pink cold cheeks. And though I was standing in two feet of snow, when he told me those words, I felt as though I were on eagle’s wings, soaring high above this wretched war, and above the Nazi’s, above Baylen’s death, above the troubles, above my heartaches. Suddenly everything became clear. God is the One that can help me. For, that, my readers, is what Parnell has been trying to tell me. That he cannot take away my pain, but He can. And right then and there, I sunk to my knees, and wept.
By:  Samantha Schmitz