I grabbed the broom to sweep the floor. Again. My spirit was grumbling while my hands were busy sweeping. I was not a happy camper, nor did I have a joyful spirit. I was doing this simply because I had to. Because there were five little pairs of boots that kept bringing in mud and dirt. Five happy children would…
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My Little White Apron
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There are some memories that never become so obscured they are erased completely. Some memories that are tucked away in special little drawers and only a certain smell or taste brings them out again. I have one such memory of a little white apron. This apron was so special it was only used at communion times. My parents were members…
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Dare and Double Dare
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There is something that clicks in a little boy’s brain when Mom says “I don’t think you can do that.” That comment is an affront to their maleness. They do not hear the comment as it came out of Mom’s mouth. Instead, their ears pick up the message that they aren’t tough enough to do this task Mom has asked…
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Looking Back . . . . Looking Forward
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Everyone, whether they realize it or not, has a motto or two that define their lives. It is their way of living, their purpose for living, or lack thereof. I have a few of these myself and some of them keep getting more ingrained the older I get. One of those is to reach the age of 80 or 90,…
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Sounds of Christmas
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I love to think of that first Christmas when our Savior entered this world as a lowly man. We grow up learning of the shepherds who got to behold not just one, but a whole chorus of shining angels in the sky. The star that shone so magnificently above Bethlehem, pointing the way to the Babe. Mary and Joseph in…
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