animal crackers (or graham crackers, goldfish, pretzels, or similar
Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me? (v. 15a)
Good morning, boys and girls! How are you this morning? (allow answers)
Excellent! This morning, we're going to play a quick game. (pick a child)
(Child's name), pretend you are my best friend. We're such good friends that we do
everything together. We play baseball, we ride our bikes, we even watch television
together. I have this animal cracker. Who do you think I'm going to give this animal
cracker to? It's my last one, and my best friend here really wants it. Who am I going to
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For June 17, 2018:
Things Unseen by Mary Austin -- We have a daily calling to see beneath the surface of people’s happy Instagram pictures and peppy Facebook posts to the truth underneath. Like Paul and Samuel, we need learn to see people as God sees them.
I remember watching a television documentary on BBC 2, on St Paul's Cathedral. The final programme was a look at the choir school, with boys from as young as seven or eight years old until about twelve or thirteen. They had to work immensely hard, with the older boys regularly working something like a 13-hour day before they had any real free time. But they seemed quite happy with their punishing schedule, because for all of them their life and soul was in the choir and the music.
Several years ago, it was the week before Father's Day and the children and I were looking for a gift for their dad. As we strolled through the men's section of a department store our eyes spotted the perfect gift at the same moment. It was a bright, splashy Hawaiian style shirt with matching shorts. We giggled as we purchased it because Dan is a pretty conservative dresser. As I was handing the money to the woman at the cash register, I asked our oldest daughter, "But, do you think he will actually wear it?" She shrugged her shoulders and said, "It's anybody's guess."