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A Holy Habit

Posted by on Dec 19, 2017 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Dad Voice | 0 comments

I’m not a big fan of winter—I don’t recall a time when I ever was. I was told, “If you get involved in a winter sport, then you will love it.” I donned skies, skates, and snowshoes (but not all at once) and headed out into the chill. I’ve lived in towns that gave me access to winter wonders like major ski slopes and the longest skating rink in the world. But, nope, that didn’t work; I still don’t like winter. But in the middle of this season that I loathe, is a season that I love. Smack dab in the middle of all that coldness and short dark days is Christmas. The season of light came just when I needed it! I loved the lights, the tree, the special baked goods Mom only made in December, the music,...

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Posted by on Dec 7, 2017 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

The weather was perfect—just crisp enough for a light jacket, but enough sun to feel warmth on my face. I called my then four-year-old daughter, Grace, to see if she wanted to play outside. When she came running, I opened the garage and pulled out a lawn chair. Grace went to the back of the garage where all the riding toys were stored to locate her princess bicycle with training wheels and streamers on the handle bars. She pulled it out to the driveway and went back for a bike helmet. She plopped it on her head and went to sit on the bicycle, all the while working to buckle the strap under her chin. I walked to where she sat and leaned down to help straighten the twisted straps. As I leaned over, Grace had full view down...

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Risk Taker

Posted by on Nov 2, 2017 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

Today’s Giggle and Grace story comes from a sweet lady at my church named Ann. Ann is a grandmother. Before coming to church one Wednesday night, Ann took her two grandsons, Tyler and Andrew, to eat at McDonald’s. Ann and the boys got their food and sat down to eat, when Andrew noticed a little girl standing with her family waiting to get their order. Andrew grinned at her from ear to ear, and she returned the smile. When the family got their food, they chose a seat across the restaurant. Ann noticed that Andrew continued making eye contact and smiling at the little girl. Finally, she asked him, “Do you know that little girl?” Andrew nodded his head with a grin. “Yep. She’s in my class! Her name is Abby.” About that time, Andrew looked across the restaurant...

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Mean What You Say—Say What You Mean

Posted by on Oct 20, 2017 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Dad Voice | 0 comments

It was happening two lines over from where I stood in line waiting to pay for my groceries. A mother was yelling at her child. “Behave or I will whip you,” she said for the fourth time. “That’s it. I’m never bringing you out of the house again! You can just sit home alone while the rest of us go out.” Nothing changed in the boy’s behavior. In fact, his disobedience elevated. He knew the sound of empty threats. (I will set aside commenting on yelling, “I will whip you” to a child for another time, but right now I want to comment on the poor parenting.) You see, he knew his mother didn’t mean what she was saying. Mean what you say—say what you mean. Numerous times I have heard a parent start “the count.” You know what...

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To Tell or Not to Tell

Posted by on Oct 13, 2017 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Inspiration for the Journey | 1 comment

It was an uncomfortable meal of tacos, enchiladas, and far too much information. Around the table we heard an all too common story of a bitter church situation. Round eyed and attentive, children listened to the grownups spew. I cringed at a conversation submerged in relationships gone wrong. We met at a restaurant to catch up, but along with the group, a painful dispute regurgitated. I shoved myself farther into my seat, uncomfortable with the discussion, uneasy about the tone, and unsure about how to neutralize abrasive words on young ears. “Why did he do that?” From across the table, a six-year-old broke into the adult exchange. It prompted a verbal list of wrongs committed by another parishioner. It felt to me like each offense sat on the little boy’s shoulders like stacked weights, much too heavy for him....

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Just Following Orders

Posted by on Oct 12, 2017 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

Have you ever read the popular children’s series Amelia Bedelia by Peggy Parish? In the books, Amelia constantly finds herself in some strange predicaments as a result of her not understanding certain figures of speech. She takes everything literally. For instance, when her employer asked her to prune the hedges, she took actual prunes and stuck them all over the branches of the bushes. As a parent, I often feel like I live with Amelia Bedelia. We must be careful what we say. Your comment of, “Aunt Gail was tickled pink,” will be followed by lots of confusion. “I didn’t see anyone tickle Aunt Gail. Why do you think she looks pink?” When my daughter Grace was three, we were eating dinner at a local restaurant. She asked if she could have ice cream for dessert. My husband and...

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