Tag: Jesus
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Where There’s A Hole There’s A Way
I’m not sure when it happened, but my grands are hooked on fishing. It helps that our resident fisherman–our son-in-law–is gracious enough to take them to the pond behind our home and help them put the worms on the hooks and pull out the hooks that are swallowed or end up in an eye. Ryken…
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There Is No Dress Rehearsal
I’ve been to my share of graduations. Celebrations of a rite of passage, a task accomplished and a new journey ahead. Most of them have been from high school or college. This was my first kindergarten graduation. Yes, this is a thing. I didn’t realize that so much attention could be focused on finishing this…
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Everybody Has A Gripe
The scene looked too familiar. People angry, pushing against barriers, screaming for reform. Police trying to hold the line, attempting to bring order, to no avail. They rushed onto a field, screaming to oust a certain person. Then they kicked a soccer ball around. Because they could. This past weekend in the UK, a much…
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I Want What I Want
There are so many life possibilities for a three-year-old. They’re learning to be autonomous; they’re separate from their parents and can make choices. They haven’t yet learned that choices bring consequences. Cal is an outside-of-the-box thinker. Most kids his age are because they’re not aware of the boxes they’re supposed to operate within. Adults, culture,…
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Is It Really You?
My dear husband had a monumental birthday. One of those that requires great fuss and bother. And embarrassment. I wanted to have all six of our kids surprise him. John is rarely surprised by anything. He’s a tad bit suspicious, and I’ve never been truly successful at pulling off something astonishing. Three of our children…
Tip of My Iceberg 