This story is dedicated to my 19 year old…sweet memories.

a nut's notes

I will admit that this story does not hold any inspiration nor does it have a theological twist. This story is just a story.

Yesterday a fellow blogger posted a delightful list of things she loved about her son. There were so many comments directed to the “Ta-Da” portion of her list that I think it could possibly become a popular bumper sticker. (To read the blog go to http://becomingcliche.wordpress.com/2012/03/08/making-choices/) That blog made me remember a story about my 7 year old son who is now 19. We forget those times until another mother makes us remember.

Our family was waiting to be seated in a popular restaurant in Gatlinburg. The line was long and the boys were enjoying watching the ducks in the stream that ran through the parking lot. A stream, several ducks and rocks to throw is the perfect way to wait when you have two young…

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About 2b14u

I'm just a person. A person who has learned a lot of truth in the darkest days of life. The truth that glimmered, flashed and at times broke through like a day's dawn all came from the hands of a mighty God. His light makes the darkness worth it. To know my background, visit my posts titled "Jack-in-the-Box" and "Jack's Still Jumping"- Feb. 2012.
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