“Lord, please strike him with a holy bolt of lightening,” I prayed. “No real damage. Just enough to scorch him a little.” Okay, so I don’t normally pray for my husband’s ruin, but let…
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The smell was so bad he was embarrassed to take friends to lunch. My husband drove a burgundy Saturn in the early days of our marriage. And it stunk. For a male, a little…
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Have you ever thought about the power of the conjunction? A conjunction connects words, phrases, or clauses.It builds bridges between words, pathways linking words that may have otherwise never been united.One of my favorite…
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My grandmother changed my life. Not by teaching me to crochet, although she did do that. Not by showing me how to can fig preserves or roll up cinnamon rolls, but she did that,…