It is a truth universally acknowledged that an LCMS in possession of a convention year must be criddly.* To peruse Facebook or Twitter, you’d think that: Going to a convention = the world is ending. Delegates will each receive 40 lashes upon arrival, departure and at any point in which they start to wonder if this is an amendment to an amendment or an amended … Continue reading chill
{Reprinted from a 2006 LWML Quarterly} There are mothers, and then there is mine. by Adriane Dorr The question: What to get Mom for Mother’s Day? My answer: Drinking glasses. Then I saw the Hallmark Showers of Flowers contest. It seemed easy enough: All I had to do was submit a short essay describing my mom, but I couldn’t come up with anything at first. I went … Continue reading There are mothers, and there is mine.
Last week, my six-year-old nephew Oliver and I jumped on a plane for Dallas. My parents met us at the airport, carted us around Fort Worth for a few days, and showed us what life at the annual stock show is like. While there, we . . . cringed at the thought of getting tossed on our heads, watched a cowboy work some calves, wondered … Continue reading does fort worth ever cross your mind?
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