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We Went To Camp: Edition 16.0

Finally getting around to writing about camp today, though we’ve been home almost a week now. It was our 16th year to go to Gordon College for Crosswalk – our regional weeklong summer camp for teens. Robert’s first year on camp staff was the summer I was pregnant with Kayla, and we’ve only missed two… Read More We Went To Camp: Edition 16.0

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New England Summer Lovin’

We didn’t plan specifically for this, but a classic New England summer has been in full swing lately. Kinda hard not to call it classic when it kicks off with a trip to Fenway Park on a PERFECT June evening. We were offered two Red Sox tickets by an unnamed source (whose name begins with… Read More New England Summer Lovin’

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As If…

Got this email reminder yesterday.   As if we needed one.   As if the countdown didn’t start way back in November or some crazy-early time like that ~ when the tickets were purchased, and after I spent a couple of hours of my life researching strategies for acquiring tickets to shows that sell out… Read More As If…

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The Saints on Strawberry Cove: Part 3

It happened while I was sitting in a Sunday morning worship service about 6 weeks ago. I don’t really know if it was the Holy Spirit, but it certainly seemed like it. The thought, or rather, the strong compelling notion just kept coming to me: Go and see Elisabeth.  You need to go and see… Read More The Saints on Strawberry Cove: Part 3

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The Saint on Strawberry Cove: Part 2

Summer 2006 ~ Introducing my kids to heroes of the faith This picture.  I have been searching high and low for it so that I could include it in this part of the story.  I’ve had my kids searching high and low, too. I spent time in my 100 degree, newly insulated attic yesterday going… Read More The Saint on Strawberry Cove: Part 2

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Postcards From Camp

Hi Mom and Dad ~ we’re having a great time at camp this week, and it would be even better if the camp pastor would stop photo-bombing us. He’s kind of weird. But even when he’s not photo-bombing, we sort photo-bomb ourselves with as many silly shots as possible.  In fact, we may have forgotten… Read More Postcards From Camp