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    In Sunday school, we just completed a series on “How to Strengthen your Faith” and only two weeks ago, I started a series on the love of God.  You know – God’s love for us, the Great Commandment, loving each other, etc.  I had no idea the complexity of the topic until I started researching it. My first lesson was real basic: “Where Does Love Begin?”  That one was easy. …

  • Love in Action

    My husband and I have been married for almost 34 years and we’ve always had an open door policy.  In February, 2012, we opened our door to a good friend who needed a place to stay.  At that time, I thought there was a good possibility that she might be with us for a year or more.  She moved into her own place eleven months later. The following month, our…

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    Our son, Toby, was born on April, 21, 1980, and we almost lost him two days later. Back then, OB ward accommodations for mothers and newborns were a lot different than they are today.  The babies were only allowed in the mother’s room at feeding time.  They stayed in the nursery the rest of the time, and feeding times were strictly adhered to.  So if babies got hungry in between…

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    For the majority of my children’s lives, I was a stay-at-home mom.  So I was almost always there.  But my daughter, Jamie, didn’t have that same luxury.  She had to work to survive, to help pay bills, to help make ends meet.  And I was the most affordable childcare provider available to her.  She did, in fact, pay me to watch her two little boys, although I considered it more…