I don’t like the phrase, “It’s a God thing.” I just don’t. I’m willing to be corrected on this, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it. People use the phrase with wonderfully pious intentions. They’ve noticed, perhaps more clearly than other times, an instance where the Lord has blessed them in ways they hadn’t realized or recognized. And so they say things like, … Continue reading sorry
There are a few things that define the Dorr family. (1) We are excessively, unabashedly, and joyfully Lutheran. (2) We love capitalism. (3) We laugh. A lot. (4) We think the kitchen table, outside of the Divine Service, is one of the best places for families to gather. (5) We enjoy a healthy, robust argument. I mean, discussion. I mean, argument. Discussion. Whatever. (6) We … Continue reading our DNA
I have two sisters. I’m the youngest, the tallest, the worst cook, the only one with curly hair. With my older sisters, I was raised on a pig farm, giggling, bike riding, teasing, suffering through 4-H, listening to a fair amount of “Girls, we don’t act that way toward our sisters” (© Mom 1970s-present), bean walking, and crying while Dad taught us how to drive … Continue reading sisters’ weekend
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