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  https://photos.google.com/photo/AF1QipMhEVieM99Y4vfFYCAf-C9LgG5euUQsvWtiuEfN So, a senior walks in to pick up his cap and gown. We are all smiles as we hand it to him but him not so much. He flatly says he may not make it to graduation. We inquire why not? He just says “my mom is having brain surgery today and we don’t know if she is going to make it.” The silence fills the room and I am so caught off guard that my brain, empty of all thought escapes me. I just say dumbly “I am so sorry to hear that.” Then “let us know if there is anything we can do?” He leaves and we both realize we were holding our breath. Then the tears come with the weight of this young man just about to enter the world of adulthood which should be a time of celebration. Ugggg! Then today at church prayers for a family who just lost their son who was set to graduate to a motorcycle accident. Brings back memories of my graduating year where a group of girls was in a car rollover coming back from Lake Mead. Our fr

  https://photos.google.com/photo/AF1QipOeaIb8_IoxNfJv7g5YtLqPFi-ZI3x4f_vIlJml A little bit of history. You never know when one small act will grow into a national day to celebrate the blessings of being a mom and the expression of respect, honor, and love towards mothers. -during the Middle Ages, the custom allowed those who had moved away to visit their parishes and their mothers on Laetare Sunday, the fourth Sunday of Lent. -Laetare Sunday: In medieval England simnel cakes (special rich fruitcakes) were consumed on this day. In the Anglican churches it is sometimes called Mothering Sunday, with reference to a verse in Galatians (4:27) -this became Mothering Sunday in Britain, where it continued into modern day although it has largely been replaced by Mother’s day -what we celebrate today called Mother’s day originated in America -Anna Jarvis of Philadelphia whose mother organized women’s groups to promote friendship and health so when she passed Anna wanted to honor her mother. She

https://photos.google.com/photo/AF1QipO6fzuyHoIq5VFi91S6tE6EgIEhdtAVsASRmpe0 A little overdue this past week. It just takes my body longer to get over a simple head cold. My head hurt so I didn’t write over the weekend and at times I make a goal for myself and when I miss a timeline then I think I am harder on myself than others would be. I am not short on stubbornness until some illness lays me flat out. Think I would learn a lesson from myself. I mean I don’t have the hardened heart stubbornness that has turned away from God by rejecting all He has done for me. But, the stubbornness that I want something done that I don’t listen to my body when I have pushed too hard. The kind of stubbornness that I will get it done even if God says it is time to slow down or just enjoy the journey and stop running ahead. Look at what you missed by rushing through life. Then the most powerful reminder came in the mail today. I have listened to Dr. Charles Stanley since I was in middle school. His “C