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|  | | Author: | E-Zine Admin | Created: | 8/31/2007 1:39 PM |  | | Marriage and Family |
By E-Zine Admin on 1/11/2010 5:16 PM
Issue 28, Jan 2010 Walking was pleasant, no rushing traffic, no yellow boxes yet, just calm and cool, nice fresh air. Just two walkers who stepped along at a lively pace to keep warm, but they were bundled up, each wearing a stocking cap. And today is my Dad’s birthday. I always remember it because it fell during this week, and it meant relatives came to visit. Not so much to celebrate his birthday, but to break the winter dullness by visiting. Teens went skating on the lighted rink in Brown Deer, returning just in time for the midnight lunch. All the aunts brought either a cake or a plate of sandwiches, and we tried our best to get one made by Aunt Lydia, roast beef on home made bread slathered with butter. Boy, I can taste it still. The ground was always snow covered, and the air was frosty. Bu ...
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| By E-Zine Admin on 12/9/2009 4:42 PM
Issue 27, Dec 2010 The morning is cold, nice for walking to get the blood flowing and into the day, which is my Natal Day—I’ve been telling you that, haven’t I? So, what has my earthly pilgrimage taught me for this day? Well, I was whistling this morning and the youngster waiting for the bus said, “You sound happy”. I said, “Today is my birthday.” He said, “Congratulations. Where were you born.?” I hedged a bit and said, “In a log cabin in Wisconsin.” | By E-Zine Admin on 9/6/2009 3:56 PM
Issue 24, Sep 2009 Pastors are regularly called upon to counsel with couples facing problems in their marriages and families. The following poem reflects the struggles, the pains and the prayers so many of them offer. __________________________________________ We’ve walked this road and fought this war For years and years and then once more. We’ve made these ruts and dropped these bombs And died these deaths and built these tombs. You know my plans and where I’ll go; I know your schemes as well as you. The same old words, the same old ways The same old nights, the same old days. | By E-Zine Admin on 8/7/2009 2:40 PM
Issue 23, Aug 2009 There’s something about Home. It’s nice to travel, to visit relatives, to visit sights, see the Grand Canyon and maybe even London, Paris, Rome or Venice. But we just feel some ties to Home that nothing else can replace. Here at Home, in this place, we feel comfortable. Here are our favorite chairs, and our Bible lies right at hand. Books are scattered about and there is a clutter we find soothing. This place calms the spirit; we fit in. This is Home. Oh, it may not look like much to others. It’s not pretentious, not the greatest nor best looking, but to us it simply is Home. It’s our place. These thoughts came to mind over the Fourth of July this year when families often spend time together, enjoying the visiting, traveling miles to ge ...
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| By E-Zine Admin on 8/7/2009 2:39 PM
Issue 23, Aug 2009 Sometimes it’s good to settle back, relax and have some laughs. Here are a few little stories I’ve received over the years about children and their misunderstandings of church goings-on. ***** A little boy was attending his first wedding. After the service, his cousin asked him, "How many women can a man marry?" "Sixteen," the boy responded. His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly. "How do you know that?" "Easy," the little boy said. "All you have to do is add it up, like the Pastor said, ‘4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer.’" |
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