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Mother’s everywhere…it’s almost time for MOPS!

How many of you use a mop anymore?  I’ll tell you, I don’t, I like my swiffer jet.  It rubs the dirt in a nice clean line instead of a circle…Just picking. The excitement is in the air and I hope that you catch it.  Have you ever heard of MOPS?  (And no, I’m not…

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Through the eyes of my daughter

What a treat to be able to eat out for lunch.  The restaurant was packed and the wait was long.  There were 4 empty seats at the bar.  With it being only Aurora, Samuel, and I we sat up there.  We didn’t have to wait and the food was great. During our meal a gentleman…

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Who’s holding your hand?

I pulled up to the red light and saw a man, standing tall, holding onto his daughter’s right hand.  They stood in between the lanes of traffic as they patiently waited for the time to cross.  The little girl held her father’s hand trusting him to lead her to safety.  She didn’t try to run…

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The beauty of being able to play

The pediatric dentists office was busy this morning.  The waiting room didn’t have an empty chair and others were left standing.  Some children were sitting on the lap of a parent and being read too.  Others entertained themselves by watching the television or were caught exercising their thumbs on some sort of electronic device… But…

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Who is in your cloud?

The night time had come.  I stood on the beach watching the ocean as Aurora and Samuel played tag in the dark.  I enjoyed being able to listen to them laugh and play.  The moon played too, peeking at me between the ever changing clouds.   I was taken in by the stained glass ripples…

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Is manna a boy or a girl?

The rain outside was pouring in candy taffy sheets this morning.  My kiddos wanted to know exactly what we were going to do.  After breakfast I told them we were going to read together. I heard a faint sigh… For our reading we took turns in the Bible with Numbers chapter 11.  We didn’t get very far…

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Nature’s Praise ~

When the sun tucked down behind the hills and no longer shed her light, we went to bed.  How were we ever going to fall asleep without the fan?  Let me explain. At home we are used to the artificial sound of the fan to help us get to sleep (and for obvious reasons; to help…

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A camping lesson from my son ~ down by the river

Our tent was nestled in the woods.  A stones throw away was a creek that slithered through the forest floor.  Julius and Samuel made a path down the bank to check it out.  It didn’t take long for them to lose their shoes and get wet.  After some time the boys came back for me…

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Camping Catastrophe

  Julius was only 5 months old.  We packed the car and the truck preparing for our first camping experience in a tent.  Aurora was so excited that as she jumped up and down her curls bounced right along with her.  That contagious smile of hers was just what we needed as the last of the items were…

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My Melted Heart 2

Before too long he came back through the front door to report that all had been taken care of. He had contacted the gas company and soon my heat would be restored. I had completely forgotten I was cold. I started getting “gitty” as he stood there talking to me. Then he did it. He…

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Vicki L. Moag
About Vicki L. Moag

Author Vicki L. Moag grew up in the mountains of Pennsylvania with a love for music and the outdoors. Now, whether singing in a choir, the congregation, or teaching children, she finds a way to share her love of music with others. She currently resides with her family in South Carolina, where they enjoy countless adventures together.

 

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