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| Probably one of our last meals out without a baby for a good long while! |
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I love to hear stories about God's Word changing lives. Here in Nigeria I heard about one in a language that is a full day's journe...
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His intensity and eagerness to understand pierced me as he looked at me in the rearview mirror. Boi had picked me up that morning...
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We've been back in Michigan now for about a month. We are on a retreat this week, staying in a home provided by a generous couple that ...
Yay! Lots of fun meals are ahead! It was when we were out to eat with our first little guy that we started a very prominent tradition in our family. He was in a restaurant high chair and while we had closed our eyes to pray, he put his chubby fingers on the stack of dishes at the end of our table. *CRASH!*. Thus started the tradition of holding hands when praying. We also open our eyes occasionally during prayer to catch those sneaking food!
ReplyDeleteWow, that is a good heads-up, holding hands isn't _just_ a good sign of unity, there are some practical parenting perks!
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