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Olaf takes pictures

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Oh oh! This doesn't look right Okay guys! Take 1 Take 2 Just take me Uhm I didn't mean literally

Jesus in the Choir

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Its Christmas time! Tinsel and lights, spruce and pine trees are all on display. An invitation was made in church to join the choir for our carol service. As I toyed with the idea I recalled my experience last Christmas. We had just moved into the area and I wanted to get involved. I signed up. Every practice my faith was tested. I got to see another side of Jesus that I had brushed aside or didn't care to notice even though if was written all over the scriptures. Because of my low tone I sing tenor. That's not a problem, I'm used to being one of the few ladies that sings with the men. I was sandwiched between two goofy guys. One smelled like a chimney and the other a bar. I struggled to hold my note through "glo -o- o-ria" as fumes clashed right at the center of my nose. During the 5 minute break, one dashed out to get another puff while the other hurried to the restroom. I enjoyed their company for the most part but couldn't wrap my mind around thei

Remembering Evelyn

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“The value of life is not in its duration, but in its donation. You are not important because of how long you live, you are important because of how effective you live. And most people are concerned about growing old rather than being effective,"  ―  Myles Munroe , "The people who have impacted the world didn't live long.  Martin Luther King . John F. Kennedy. These people who impact the world were not old people, but they lived so effectively that we cannot erase them from history,” ―  Myles Munroe , On this first day of December I remember Evelyn, a graceful leader, elegant, intelligent, compassionate, thoughtful and selfless. She was here for 24 years and left a precious imprint. She led a school, she was a faithful friend, a big sister and a wonderful daughter to her parents. At a young age few things terrified more than being dropped off to boarding school. I watched clouds of dust rise as my dad drove away. My stomach plunked down on my pelvis and like a