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    My daughter, Michelle, could be an incredible challenge.  She had graduated high school, but with her disability she wasn’t working, so she was home all the time.  And  she was becoming increasingly difficult to watch.   She needed a good amount of supervision because she frequently sought a way to get admitted to the hospital.   She always managed to get the police or fire department to our house, and she…

  • The Holy Spirit is the Teacher!

    John 14:26 says, “But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.”  The Holy Spirit of God is our teacher and He’s not limited by His tools.  If you take the time to listen to God, He’ll teach you many things Himself. At age…

  • Fire! Fire!

    In 1998, two weeks before Christmas, a faulty clock radio cord caused an electrical fire in the bedroom of our 16-year-old daughter, Jamie.  Fortunately, Floyd and I were both home when our smoke detector sounded, and so was our son.  But our daughters were both at school. Toby had been living on his own, and Jamie’s dad gave her permission to move into his empty room, so she had been…

  • The Problem Started with Bus 19

    I work as a bus monitor for a bus company that is contracted to provide services for the Head Start program.   The Head Start program is a government run preschool, so we shuttle small children to school.  Most of the children are four or five years old, but we do have some three year olds.  Youngsters that age need some active adult supervision, someone to keep peace between the children,…

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    One day, out of the clear blue sky, God spoke to my heart and said to me, “You know, Marj, you do what you want.”  I was in my thirties when he hit me with that revelation. Do we do what we want to do?  There are men paying alimony and child support.  There are people working at jobs they hate just to make ends meet, serving in the military…

  • Ingratitude at its Highest

    After Mary had lived with us for a year, and she finally got ready to move into her own apartment, I asked her if we could claim her on our taxes since she didn’t file for herself.  Her response stunned me.  “I can’t allow that.  One time my personal information was stolen, and they told me to never give it out.  So I can’t give it to you.” She’s lived…