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Close View of the Hands of an Infant and Parent In our Thursday night Bible studies, we've been going through the book of Genesis. We've seen the best and the worst among the people God called His own. One of our men mentioned tonight that he is really enjoying this study because it makes the Bible characters that we always thought of as saints (figuratively speaking) become human to us. Which they were. Tonight we studied chapter 38, the story of Judah and Tamar. It's a sordid story about a man's wandering away from God so far that he ended up with a woman he thought was a pros*titu*te, but was actually his widowed daughter-in-law. Since we already know that Judah's brother Joseph was a righteous man who fled sex*u*al immorality, my husband made the comparison that Judah and Joseph were brought up in the same family, with the same standards and rules, but had proven to be opposites as adults. As Wes and I were discussing that earlier today, we made some obser

I saw this at Apples of Gold today and thought it was fun. I do a lot of these bloggy things that I never put on here, but this one tickled my fancy. It seems that I have a fairly unique name, and I like that! HowManyOfMe.com There are 35 people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name? Thanks for giving me something to write today, Deby ! ;)

I just read an article from a new-to-me blogging friend, Bren at Pieces From Me . She reposted this article, entitled Pausing , which deals with the time of life when things begin to change for us ladies. I have begun to experience quite a few of the changes Bren discusses, making this article quite timely for me. I know that many of you are around my age or a little older, so I thought I would send you over to Bren's to read it for yourself. As Christian women, we don't have to (and shouldn't!) use hormonal changes as an excuse for everything under the sun and to have our own way about everything. We can educate ourselves, ask our doctors for help, and warn our husbands (just kidding about that one!), and we can turn to the One who made our bodies and knows exactly what's going on in them. I know that may seem a little unpractical when you're in the midst of things, though. My former pastor's wife used to say, "We can talk to God about anything, but

After waiting for a couple of months through my library's hold system, I finally got to read Mistaken Identity: Two Families, One Survivor, Unwavering Hope . The long wait definitely did not take away from my enjoyment of this book! Mistaken Identity tells the story of the Van Ryn and Cerak families. Their lives were changed forever on April 26, 2006, when a tragic accident involving their daughters took the life of one and seriously injured the other. Due to the confusion at the scene of the accident, the Ceraks' daughter, Whitney, was mistakenly identified as Laura, the Van Ryns' daughter. The Ceraks were informed that their daughter had died at the scene and were immediately plunged into the grief that all parents fear. Meanwhile, the Van Ryns were summoned to the hospital to the side of the brain-injured girl they were told was their daughter, enduring their own grief as they watched her fight for her life. Although several incidents with Laura seemed strange to