A reader voiced a concern over my recent post about Oswald Chambers’ death. Oswald Chambers might not have died if he had sought immediate medical attention when he began having abdominal pain. He went all noble and refused to take up a bed that might be needed by a wounded soldier. By the time he was operated on, his appendix…
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Snelling, France, Books and the Silverdale, Washington Connection
Several years ago I got into conversation with author Lauraine Snelling in which I mentioned my family had visited Washington while on vacation. “What part of Washington?” “Silverdale. It’s on the Kitsap peninsula across Puget Sound from Seattle.” Lauraine grinned. “I know it well. I grew up there.” My family lived there for four years and so we swapped stories. Inevitably, I…
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Five Things I Love About Sin
Sin startled the pastor. My sin. “So what brought you to our church?” the genial pastor asked. “We’ll go around the circle and tell us who you are and why you want to become a member.” Many new members mentioned the terrific music, the friendly people and the wise pastors. All true, but I had another answer: “I really appreciate how I can confess…
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Welcome to Mrs. Ule's Mean and Cruel Summer School
With the first days of summer upon us, it’s time for a reprise of how to entertain/teach kids over their summer break. Click to Tweet I took a pile of unread National Geographic Magazines to the hospital with me when I gave birth to my third child. I had a lot of reading to catch up on and I figured…
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Welcome to Mrs. Ule’s Mean and Cruel Summer School
With the first days of summer upon us, it’s time for a reprise of how to entertain/teach kids over their summer break. Click to Tweet I took a pile of unread National Geographic Magazines to the hospital with me when I gave birth to my third child. I had a lot of reading to catch up on and I figured…
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Where's YOUR Place?
I walked forward to chat with one of my fellow Zumba dancers last week and when our instructor started the music, I hurried back to my “regular” spot. Except, there was a cute young thing already in it, bright and smiling in snazzy spandex. I cleared my throat and looked around for backup. My friend Diane laughed and I realized how silly…
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