my three sons

A little boy and his mother were crossing the River..

MOTHER: “Please hold my…hand.”

BOY: “No, Mom, you hold my hand.”

MOTHER: “What’s the difference, my son?”

BOY: “If I hold your hand and something happens to me…chances are I may let your hand go…But if you hold my hand….I know for sure,

you will never let me go.”

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to them we owe

Memorial Day has come to mean the beginning of summer, a time for picnics and barbecues, and a holiday to gather around the family. That happiness and freedom, however, is a product of the real cause for the holiday: the sacrifice made by men and women who have fought and died for the freedoms and liberties Americans hold dear. Memorial Day is a time to remember that the American way of life is not cheap but rather has been purchased by the lives of so many who have sacrificed for us to live free and happily now.

‘lest we forget…

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son-of-a-biscuit

Today is this biscuit lover’s birthday!

“Did someone say, Biscuits?”
Seriously. He loves biscuits.

And so I send out a special prayer just for him. May it ‘rise like dough’ up to the Heavens & be answered by the One above!

Lord, I’m praying for my boy today.

Thank you for giving him to me, and for the privilege of being his parent. I’ve got some things on my heart, and I’m bringing these request to You now. Thank You that You hear and answer prayer.

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