Daily Archives April 17, 2015

You Know You\’re a Mom When….

1. Your feet stick to the kitchen floor…..and you don\’t care.
2. When the kids are fighting, you threaten to lock them in a room together and not let them out until someone\’s bleeding.
3. You can\’t find your cordless phone, so you ask a friend to call you, and you run around the house madly, following the sound until you locate the phone downstairs in the laundry basket.
4. You spend an entire week wearing sweats.
5. Your idea of a good day is making it through without a child leaking bodily fluids on you.
6. Popsicle become a food staple.
7. Your favorite television show is a cartoon.
8. Peanut butter and jelly is eaten at least in one meal a day.
9. You\’re willing to kiss your child\’s boo-boo, regardless of what body part it happens to be on.
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Cranberry Sauce and Pumpkin Pie

Turkeys and cornucopias and pilgrim hats. Seasoned stuffing hot from the oven. Creamed onions, cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie. Uncles and aunts and cousins to play with. Grandmothers and grandfathers with family gathered round. Children waiting for the Great Pumpkin rise over Charlie Brown\’s pumpkin patch and dads watching college football. A day to relax and maybe rake leaves in the afternoon.

But Thanksgiving? How much will our celebrations on Thanksgiving have to do with giving thanks?

A glance at the first Thanksgiving brings it all back. On December 21, 1620 the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth rock. Through the dead of winter the colony struggled with poor and meager food, strenuous labor, a biting wind that chilled to the bone, and the ravages of disease...

Wanna Borrow A Jack

One day I went to a lawyer friend for advice.

\”I\’m in real trouble\” I said. \”My neighbors across the road are going on vacation for a month; and instead of boarding their dogs they are going to keep them locked up and a woman is coming to feed them, if she doesn\’t forget. Meanwhile they\’ll be lonely and bark all day and howl all night, and I won\’t be able to sleep. I\’ll either have to call the SPCA to haul them away or I\’ll go berserk and go over there and shoot them and then when my neighbors return, they\’ll go berserk and come over and shoot me.

My lawyer patted back a delicate yawn. \”Let me tell you a story,\” he said. \”And don\’t stop me if you\’ve heard it because it will do you good to hear it again.\”

\”A fellow was speeding down a country road late at night and ...

A professors thoughts

\”At a certain college, there was a professor with a reputation for being tough on Christians.

At the first class every semester, he asked if anyone was a Christian and proceeded to degrade and make fun of their belief.

One semester, he asked the question and young man raised his hand when asked if anyone was a Christian.

The professor asked \”Did God make everything, young man?\”

\”Yes he did sir,\” the young man replied.

The professor responded, \”If God made everything, then God made evil, and if we can only create from within ourselves, then God is evil.\”

The student didn\’t have a response and the professor was happy to have once again proved the Christian faith to be a myth.

Then another man raised his hand and asked \”May I ask you something, sir?\”

\”Yes you may,\” responded the ...

Hospital Windows

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room\’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window ov...