Tag: Dayle Rogers
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Who’s Got The Power?
Babies have a tendency to hang onto things that catch their attention. Often those are soft, cuddly, and comforting. Like a small stuffed animal or a blanket. Kolly carries around the TV remote. It fits her hand perfectly. Her dad inadvertently left it where she could reach it. When the channels continued to change with…
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Don’t Stop Searching
For many, Easter is a time of egg hunts, chocolate, and Peeps, those questionable marshmallowy shapes loved by some and disliked by others. When the hearts of youngsters turn to sweets, chicks, bunnies, and baskets. Many view Easter as that holiday that heralds the end of school approaching, spring has finally come, and summer and…
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A Father’s Love
She appeared more mature than her seven years. He was more delighted just because of the opportunity. When Brooklyn went to a Father/Daughter dance at her school, she was the epitome of poise, excitement, and little-girl giggles. Her dad, Ramsay, was the picture of a proud papa. In this day and age, parenting isn’t always…
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When You’re Left With Better
photo courtesy of Daiga Ellaby on Unsplash They’ve left. Without a trace. Except for a box of pancake mix and a bowl of baked beans. The fourteen college students who stayed here for Spring break have left for the northern climes of Indiana, where winter still reigns and snow will welcome them home. The surprise…
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You Can’t Know What You Don’t Know
They came. Ethan, our grandson, brought thirteen college students from Taylor University, ready for a spring break bereft of snow. They left school during a snowstorm. They were ready for sun and warmth. They arrived at 3 a.m. Sunday morning, having driven twenty hours through traffic jams, more snow, and mountains. They were ready for…
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