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Protecting your child from bullying

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When I was growing up my parents watched a show called Hee Haw. The overall clad men would stand in the middle of a corn field with pitchforks and sing without expression. I loathed this time we all were forced around the “boob tube” (I still think that is what it is today) and watch these hicks while my parents would roll in the floor with laughter. Then Tammy Wynette or Porter Wagner would

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Have you ever had a "near miss". Whether it is a car passing too close or a slip where you almost fall; a near miss can leave your heart pounding. The circumstance determines the outcome of its effect on your life. This morning, I took inventory--I had a near miss of what I felt to be life or death. Starting the day as usual, a stabbing pain suddenly hit me in the back and went to the front of

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It was a long drive--19 hours--from our home to reach our daughter who was in premature labor. We did not have a cell phone, so about halfway through the trip, we stopped at a pay phone to call and check in with my son-in-law. The blustery cold wind bit at my face and hands as I held the phone close to hear what he had to say. My entire body went numb as he was crying and kept saying over and

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The "holidays" are past and now we are moving into a new year. I am thankful for the time of reflection of our Kings birth--Jesus--as we celebrated Christmas. The gift He gave us through His birth, death and resurrection can never be matched. Because of this great gift, we can have life everlasting, with Him. As we embark on our journey into the new year, many people feel excitement, because

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The holiday season is a unique time of the year. It sparks for many, emotions of joy, compassion, warmth and love. Yet for others, sadness, loneliness, and hopelessness are set ablaze in their hearts. At times, a mix of all these emotions wash over each of us during the season, and beyond.With all the bells, boughs and twinkling things, we must take time to breathe deeply, taking in life. Capture

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What do you want to be when you grow up? Remember asking yourself that question. When school was finished, you went on to pursue your "dream". You may have become an architect, attorney, nurse or a professional clown. Yet, something is missing. You can't put your finger on it. Your life has all the trappings of success and happiness, but, you get up, go to work, plod through the day, go home,

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