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Photo of the Week

December 2003           Look at what I found this week.  Mercy me!  Squirming boys that wouldn't sit still and smile all at the same time for a simple, fast picture.  This is on the morning of my brother's wedding in South Carolina just days before our return to the States from a furlough.  All dressed up and wanting to go!

Book Review: The Blessing

Dalton with friends The season of my life is a-changing with the falling of the leaves.  Actually, no leaves are falling right now where I am in Brazil, but it is October!  The season to which I refer is that of being the mother of emerging young men.  I now have an almost sixteen year old, a fourteen year old, and my baby who is eleven.  The oldest is wearing men's size pants, shirts and shoes.  Girls look his way when we are out and about.  Life is changing as my dear husband and I move into the next stage - preparing our chicks to make life decisions. The title of the book - The Blessing - and its description appealed to me as I consider these days how to best convey my love and hopes to each of my boys.  Recent days have shown to me that with peer pressure, parent weariness, and just the changing nature of boys into men, I needed some new books beyond Dare to Discipline and Bringing Up Boys .   I truly wanted a good instructional ...

Sis-In-Love

Seems in-laws always get a bad rap from mother-in-law jokes to the sad tales of rejection of a new bride by the other women in a big family.  My dear brother married a wonderful young woman and I can gladly say that she is a wonderful sister-in-law and in-love!  We've had little I.R.L. (*in real life) time to be together but I can rest assured that she is always praying for and thinking of me as I do of her. Saturday was my s-i-love's 39th birthday.  I want to wish her a wonderful birthday and a happy new year.  A new year to live for Christ and to enjoy all the good memories that she can squeeze into her 40th year of life! Happy Birthday, Angie! We're always coming and going but like the two in the middle,     we can always be friends and hold each other's hand along the way! Praying for you each day as you tend the little sprouts in your garden of boys.