I’ve been an adult for a long, long time now. Tiny time is part of my distant memories. But it IS a memory. I haven’t forgotten how important little things are. Especially when you’re little. In fact, when you’re little, little things aren’t little, they’re big. So tiny time is a big deal. But then those little, big things become distant memories. Kids can … Read the rest…
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American kids, in the middle of the 20th century, used to love the sound of the ice cream man’s truck coming down the street. At least all the kids I knew did. If you’re old enough to remember the 50’s, 60’s, or 70’s (and maybe 80’s), maybe that’s a nice memory for you, too. Yeah, we could hardly wait to flag down the ice … Read the rest…
For about 10 to 12 years of my life there was only one person, in the whole world, that I saw year round. And that was my younger brother. Our parents divorced when I was about four years old. And after a couple of years they lived about 1000 miles apart. So they had to figure out a way for my brother and me … Read the rest…
Today I read a few snippets of articles that talked about the value of scripture memorization when it comes to teaching kids about faith in Jesus and His word. That brought back memories of vacation Bible school in a small eastern Kansas town. The VBS teacher certainly encouraged scripture memorization. So, being the eager sort of nerd I was to show teachers and other … Read the rest…
Way back in the 20th century, in a little Kansas town, of barely 1500 people, T-bud enjoyed summertime. In fact, he didn’t just enjoy it, he could barely wait for it every year. Yeah, you’d have a hard time finding anyone in the whole world who loved summertime more than T-bud. Every year he begged his mom, for weeks, to let him go barefoot. … Read the rest…