Jacob

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling

“I kissed her.” I’d just walked into the den, and I wasn’t sure I’d heard him right. “What?” “I kissed her.” I glanced at the TV to see what movie he was watching, hoping for a clue. Time Bandits. No help there. “Who did you kiss?” He pointed. “Her.” Ahhh! Now I understand. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~ If

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The winds have shifted, and the sails are full. But I’m not the captain of this ship.

I spent April 2-6 at Mt. Hermon Christian Writer’s Conference. Part of me wants to share with all of you what happened there, but part of me is hesitant. Sometimes when other people receive particularly delightful blessings, I want so badly to rejoice with them — to share their happiness without a trace of jealousy

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A Wacky Weekend of Wonderful Weddings

The crazy-paced wedding weekend is over! And it all went great. The practice session on Thursday was a blast, b/c the violinist with the string quartet could do anything. The first time through the songs, he was perfect. So we just jammed and made it beautiful, and the bride was ecstatic. Then that night Grace

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