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Recently published by MOPS International : How-To Love Your Husband By Shannon Popkin Sometimes a wife needs a little “how to” guide in loving her husband. Here’s a real-life take on a popular Bible passage about love. Love is patient when you’re dressing...
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The upcoming movie, Letters to God (from the creators of Fireproof and Facing the Giants ), is about a stack of undelivered letters, addressed to God by an eight-year-old boy battling cancer. At the end of the private screening which we attended last...
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First, I have to explain why our dog has two names. His given name is Theo, but when Cade was little, his version of ‘Theo’ was indistinguishable from his version of ‘Phil’. He said, “Feow” for both. So, we began using the two names interchangeably. But...
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“Mike? This is Shannon. Your boys did come down like you said, but I wanted to let you know that they did not apologize. They told me that they didn't shoot at Cade with their air soft guns!” I hoped my indignation translated through the phone. My...
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Several years ago we gave an older vehicle to some friends who needed an extra. To make the transaction legal, Ken asked them to pay a dollar. Lindsay later asked, "Daddy, did you really sell our van for a dollar?" Ken told her yes, he had....
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On a recent Sunday morning, one of my children came down the stairs, dressed for church. His pants had the ‘capri' look. And his shirt sleeves ended about 3 inches short of his wrist. Yes, I had laid these clothes out. It's a ritual that I perform...
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These are the eight remaining mittens in the bottom of our closet. Some are black, others navy. Some are large, others small. Thankfully, there are a couple of left-handed ones in the bunch. The two on the bottom right actually match each other, but their...
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I'll never forget the day I became its owner--over fourteen years ago. Two moms had come into my classroom that day to help my fourth graders assemble a craft. A few minutes into the project, one mom said, "This glue gun isn't working."...
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Cade used a purple marker to address his Valentines, and insisted that he did not want or need my help. Now, I was at his side helping him decipher the purple smears on the glossy paper. It was tricky because he could only fit about three purple letters...
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My husband, Ken, has kissed a sleeping wife goodbye every weekday morning for the last thirteen years. That is, thirteen years minus the first week after our honeymoon. That first week in our cozy little apartment, I got up to fix his breakfast, make...
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I can't imagine anyone would want to intercept this on its path to my child's teacher. Nor can I imagine that the teacher will hug the thing (what's a few more crumples?) and say, "Really?? For me??" God bless teachers. Especially...
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I forgot to tell my daughter how to get home. The plan was to drop her off at Heidi's, when I picked Heidi up for the shower. She would watch Heidi's kids until Heidi's inlaws could get there, and they would bring her home. Only Heidi's...
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One day, when Cade was three, we met Daddy for lunch at his work’s cafeteria. Halfway through the meal, Cade wandered over to the table next to us, and began chatting with a couple of Amway executives, who were also having lunch. We could see them graciously...
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When I was in middle school, my youth group went skiing. Pastor Austin, who loved all things fast, was our slope mentor, darting from one new skier to another. If you happened to be lying on your back with your skis and poles looking like a pile of Pick...
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In the car yesterday, Younger grumbled about several things in a row. So, as I often do, I asked him to name ten things he was thankful for. He mentioned Older in at least half of his thanksgivings. "I'm thankful that Older plays Sorry! with...