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When Remembering Is A Gift
A legacy is an incredible reality. We will all leave one. It’s something handed down from an ancestor or predecessor, someone from the past. There’s no qualifier as to the quality of what is being handed down. That rests solely with the character of the one who is leaving something behind. To leave a legacy…
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‘Twas One Of THOSE Days Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the town, Folks hustling and bustling, most wearing a frown. Pockets feel empty, wallets lacking the cash To satisfy demands for the desired Christmas bash. Some lacked a job; others dealt with great grief. Some had been hurting a long time with no hope of relief.…
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Santa Will Come To Town–For A Price
He didn’t want to go. At all. I was pushing–shoving, actually–to make this happen. I was willing to do it alone. We’ve had Ryken and Isley for the weekend. Four days, three nights of non-stop motion. John wanted to stay at home, relax. Let the kids veg out on videos. Easy. That didn’t sound fun…
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We Three Snarks Of Christmas Are
The closer Christmas gets, the more I default to “do it now or die” mode. Not exactly portraying the Christmas spirit. But I’d be a heck of an advertisement for the Energizer Bunny. I found myself daydreaming a few evenings ago. I still had a lot to do before I could consider heading to bed.…
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