I first learned about the communicative power of candy when my first grade teacher passed out Smarties before a spelling test. Wow, I thought, sugar= knowledge. 483 more words
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“Go sit on your bed until your father comes home!” Those were the most dreaded words my mother ever uttered to my eight year old ears. 312 more words
Ephesians 1: 15 I have heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love toward all the saints, and for this reason 16 I do not cease to give thanks for you as I remember you in my prayers. 359 more words
Wow. It’s been 56 days since my last blog post.
While my mother is probably already muttering under her breath that I’m not finishing what I have started (is there ever such a thing as finishing a blog, though?!), I think that for once it’s safe to say she has a point. 623 more words