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A Tale of Two Betrayals: A Veil’s Difference between Judas and Peter

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“And he took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to them, saying, ‘This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me’” (Luke 22:19). A college speech instructor asked my son’s class to name three people who have influenced him. He listed Jesus, Peter and David.  I would … Continue reading →

The Blue Cotton Blanket

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One upon a time, long ago, where blue grass grew in Main Street America, and front porch swings were a safe place to watch life go by, I packed my bags, folded up my new cobalt blue comforter with Dogwood Rose colored flowers to go out in the world and, if not meet my destiny, then hunt it down like a … Continue reading →

Blue Cotton Mom’s Scrumptious Scones

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“Don’t get in my bubble,” they say to each other – and to me sometimes. And the way they say it, playful yet serious, is one of my very favorite things. The way boys banter and set boundaries through humor is one of the true delights of being a mom of sons. “I’m not tellin’ that,” when I try to … Continue reading →

Loaded Potato Soup

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  The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach – right?  So what did I learn to do when I, um, married a man and had a bunch of sons – learned how to cook some mighty fine fixin’s, that’s what!  Let me tell you, it has not been a cake walk! My husband could care less about food … Continue reading →

Grandmother’s Christmas Coffee Cake

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It’s beginning to look like Christmas – the mantle is decorated, the snowman wreath is on the front door, and the stockings are up. That means it is time for my Grandmother’s Christmas Coffee Cake which can be found coming out of my oven through Valentine’s Day. A teacher’s gift, a Christmas morning staple, and some warm tangible love for … Continue reading →

♥ The Owl and Puppy Dog: A Lesson in How Children Mourn

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We had some difficulty. . . . keeping our pets out of heaven. Figaro, a pretty little Beta fish, a birthday gift given to Joyful from a friend died twice. Once when Joyful was away visiting grandparents. We cheated death, though. The fish store had one that looked just like him. Joyful never knew. However, he died one Christmas when … Continue reading →

♥ Mystery of the Missing Turtle Head

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The boys found a baby turtle one day.  Wild Animal Rule #1 in our house:  If you catch it today, you have to release it tomorrow.  Wild Animal Rule #2:  Rule # 1 doesn’t include snakes. They made a nest in a critter box, looked up what to feed the 1-2 inch little fella, and watched him.  The next day, … Continue reading →

♥ Harry Potter and the Quality of Books for Boys

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There is a lot I like about the Harry Potter movie and books in a Grimm’s Brother-fairytale-kind-of-way. I love the music, the castle, the special effects. I love how the beaten-down kid sides with good over evil and wins. Let me be candid, though. My son asked if he could be Harry Potter one year. I told him, “No. There … Continue reading →

♥ The Discipline of Squats

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“How’d you learn to kick a field goal like that, son?” the football coach asked after my son kicked a 45 yard field goal in the 8th grade. “Squats, sir,” he replied. “Squats?  What do you mean by squats?” the coach asked. “Hundreds of squats, sir,” he answered. ‘Why did you have to do hundreds of squats, son?” the coach … Continue reading →

♥ The Freshness after the Storm

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Did you know that if you say “Gullible” real slow, it sounds like greenbeans? That’s what my third son told me. And I fell for it! Much to his amusement. He says I owe him $15 dollars every time I use that joke. He should have been named Joyful.  He has such a joyful spirit: good humored, mischievous, comfortable-in-his-skinness, gladness.  … Continue reading →

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