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"Remembrance" Scrapbooking
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Wed, 09 Apr 2008
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| CSI: Wentzville Overnight Crop |
Please mark your calendars for the CSI overnight
crop on June 20-21.
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Posted 15:30
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Sat, 12 May 2007
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| God Bless Mothers Who Drugged Us! |
The other day, someone at a store in our town
read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in
an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he
asked me a rhetorical question, ''Why didn't we
have a drug problem when you and I were growing
up?''
I replied: I had a drug problem when I was young:
I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was
drug to church for weddings and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions and community
socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my
ears when I was disrespectful to adults.
I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed
my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report
card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of
the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put
forth my best effort in everything that was asked
of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth
washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four-
letter word.
I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and
flower beds and cockleburrs out of dad's fields.
I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and
neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no
one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or
chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever
known that I took a single dime as a tip for this
kindness, she would have drug me back to the
woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins; and they
affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and
think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or
heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of
drug problem, America could be a better place.
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Posted 13:05
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Sat, 25 Feb 2006
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| Abraham and the computer |
One day Abraham was busy installing Windows XP on
his old PC. "But father," said Isaac, "you don't
have enough memory to run Windows XP!" "Don't
worry, my son," replied Abraham. "God himself
will provide the RAM."
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Posted 22:10
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| Moral Lesson |
A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons,
Kevin, 5 and
Ryan 3.
The boys began to argue over who would get
the first pancake.
Their mother saw the opportunity for a
moral lesson.
"If Jesus were sitting here, He would
say,
'Let my brother have the first pancake, I
can wait.'"
Kevin turned to his younger brother and
said, "Ryan, you be
Jesus!"
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Posted 22:09
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| Shuush ! |
Six-year-old Angie and her four-year-old brother
Joel were
sitting together in church.
Joel giggled, sang, and talked out loud.
Finally, his
big sister had had enough.
"You're not supposed to talk out loud in
church."
"Why? Who's going to stop me?" Joel asked.
Angie pointed to the back of the church
and said,
"See those two men standing by the door?
They're hushers."
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Posted 22:08
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