Today must be a Monday…only it’s not. It’s Tuesday but I was so tired when I got into work today, I was convinced that it HAD to be Monday. I honestly didn’t know how I was going to get through today and was seriously contemplating a cup of coffee – which means I was REALLY tired.
So, I did my Mister Roger’s routine of taking off my walking sneakers, putting on my sweater and turning on my computer and prepared myself for what was going to be a very long day. Just as I let out a big sigh, my eye caught a glimpse of my Barbara Johnson daily calendar “Splashes of Joy”. God knows I needed a splash today. So, I flipped the page to today’s date to be greeted with: “Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest;” Matthew 11:28. I instantly smiled and bowed my head and gave thanks for a loving God who gives rest to the weary. I gave all my concerns, worries and fatigue to the Lord and knew that the day was only going to get better. It definitely feels like Tuesday now.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Slim to None
The chances of me marrying someone that my mom knew was slim to none. That was how I felt nine years ago. She had passed away two years prior and I had accepted the fact that, if should marry, my future husband would never have met my mom. In fact, I was so bold to even put that request on my "wish list" to God. Basically praying, "God, if you can do anything, I would like my future husband to have known or met my mom."
Looking back, I often picture God taking my mom and Steve's mom aside in heaven on that day nine years ago and introducing them like this. "Liz and Lola, I want you to meet because today I am answering a prayer that had long been in your hearts. Watch as I bring your two children back together. Liz, you'll remember Steve because he came to your house one time. He knew your daughter Ruth at NYU. Beth prayed that she'd marry someone that you knew, Liz. On her wish list she thought that this was an impossibility and that I couldn't possibly do something this big or special for her. Today we prove to her just how much I care about the small things on her heart and that, with me, nothing is impossible. " Maybe he even clued them that their mutual good friend, Monica McKenzie, would marry us just nine months later.
I am very thankful for that special day nine years ago and if you didn't read the full story you can click here to get the details. To this day I am still in awe of how much God cares about me and provides for me and how there's nothing that is impossible for Him.
Thank you Lord for bringing Steve and I together in your perfect timing.
Monday, July 4, 2011
Flip Flop City
It's official! I've recently discovered that people in the Big Apple have the filthiest feet in America. Recently I started working in NYC (that's a whole separate blog). It's amazing how some things have changed and how many things have not. The official wardrobe of New Yorkers remains black. Everyone is still in a hurry to get somewhere. But the one surprise was that everyone is wearing flip-flops to get around the city! Really? Flip Flops? The thought of wearing a totally open shoe which is so flat and thin on the dirty city streets just didn't make sense to me at all. Do they realize what kind of grime they are "flopping" up onto their feet and legs? There are times you have to walk around mysterious globs of who knows what... trust me I am quite happy to lace up my sneakers or to wear a flat shoe. I love flip-flops at the beach and especially when wearing them on my way to get a pedicure. Because of some problems with my own foot, I don't find them comfortable for long walks. But maybe that's just me... maybe the more I work in NYC I'll understand the rationale behind the Flip Flop Movement.
One of the things I love about NYC is the people watching. Trust me.. there's a lot of things to see. So far I've enjoyed watching an Elvis impersonator buy a bus ticket (in full Elvis costume!) and I saw a women lunge after a quarter while on an escalator only to wipe out at the bottom of the escalator and wind up without the quarter lying on her back. My all time favorite was the lady in her business suit, with 5 inch high heels riding a bicycle with her Louis Vuitton handbag nestled into the basket on the front of her bike.
Yes, I believe I will have plenty of blog material for the next few months.
Happy Fourth of July!!
One of the things I love about NYC is the people watching. Trust me.. there's a lot of things to see. So far I've enjoyed watching an Elvis impersonator buy a bus ticket (in full Elvis costume!) and I saw a women lunge after a quarter while on an escalator only to wipe out at the bottom of the escalator and wind up without the quarter lying on her back. My all time favorite was the lady in her business suit, with 5 inch high heels riding a bicycle with her Louis Vuitton handbag nestled into the basket on the front of her bike.
Yes, I believe I will have plenty of blog material for the next few months.
Happy Fourth of July!!
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Stuck in the box
Isn't it funny how our plans are often derailed? ... What may have made good sense at one time led you to do something that, looking back, you would do completely different now? I found myself lamenting over china. Yes, china... Not China.. but my fine china. Silly... isn't it? Three years ago we had our beautiful china plates, saucers, serving bowls, beautiful picture frames, and other delicate trinkets boxed up in preparation of our move from Florida to New Jersey. I remember when I was packing my kitchen thinking to myself, make sure you only leave out what you are going to need for the next year... everything else that you can "do without" until we move into a more permanent home, can go in the two china boxes. So, in went my "good" glasses, pitchers, and silverware, some wedding gifts, photos, etc. Basically, I figured one year of entertaining without the "good" stuff would be fine.
Every time I open the closet in our basement, I see the china boxes. I remember thinking how sad that it's now been THREE years that they have remained unopened. What turned into a temporary move (we planned to rent our current townhouse for only 1 year and then move again), has turned into three years. Yes, I have survived without those material things ( and I guess I could write a blog about that alone), but what it really did was serve as a reminder to me that God's plans are not always our plans.
I know one day I will be able to open those two boxes and, trust me, I'm going to be like a kid in a candy store. I'll be pulling out precious treasures that have been undisturbed for years. I think I learned that whenever I have to move again, even though it would seem like a good idea to leave some things packed, that I want to take it all out to enjoy.
I'm so thankful for a God who directs our paths each and every day... and how awesome it is to serve a God who can see the bends in our road before we do.
Every time I open the closet in our basement, I see the china boxes. I remember thinking how sad that it's now been THREE years that they have remained unopened. What turned into a temporary move (we planned to rent our current townhouse for only 1 year and then move again), has turned into three years. Yes, I have survived without those material things ( and I guess I could write a blog about that alone), but what it really did was serve as a reminder to me that God's plans are not always our plans.
I know one day I will be able to open those two boxes and, trust me, I'm going to be like a kid in a candy store. I'll be pulling out precious treasures that have been undisturbed for years. I think I learned that whenever I have to move again, even though it would seem like a good idea to leave some things packed, that I want to take it all out to enjoy.
I'm so thankful for a God who directs our paths each and every day... and how awesome it is to serve a God who can see the bends in our road before we do.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
The Biggest Mistake Of My Life
Yesterday I picked Christopher up from school as I do most days. After his name was called to meet me in the lobby, he walked quickly down the hall with his Spiderman book bag on his back, and what appeared to be a library book and a piece of paper in his hand.
When he reached me in the lobby, he said to me,
"Mom.. we have a big problem. You did something wrong today."
"What? How could I have done something wrong.. I wasn't even here in school today."
"Well... you put my library books in my book bag, but you put in the WRONG BOOK! You put in a book from the County Library.. it is not a book from the school library, so you get this note from the library teacher. It has the name of the right book on it that we need to bring back tomorrow."
"Oh.. well that's not that big of a deal, we'll just bring in the right book tomorrow."
"Oh no, Mom.. that was the BIGGEST mistake of YOUR LIFE!" I started chuckling at that point and told him, "I WISH that was the biggest mistake I ever made."
"Mom - I'm serious... we can not let that happen again." to which I said..
"You are right.. the biggest mistake I made in this little scenario is that I was the one who put the books in your book bag.. I was trying to be helpful, but I guess from now on YOU will be the one responsible for that task to make sure the right books find their way back to the school library."
He had to think about that for a minute... I think he is contemplating whether or not I can be trusted with the books or whether I'll make another life-altering mistake LOL.
When he reached me in the lobby, he said to me,
"Mom.. we have a big problem. You did something wrong today."
"What? How could I have done something wrong.. I wasn't even here in school today."
"Well... you put my library books in my book bag, but you put in the WRONG BOOK! You put in a book from the County Library.. it is not a book from the school library, so you get this note from the library teacher. It has the name of the right book on it that we need to bring back tomorrow."
"Oh.. well that's not that big of a deal, we'll just bring in the right book tomorrow."
"Oh no, Mom.. that was the BIGGEST mistake of YOUR LIFE!" I started chuckling at that point and told him, "I WISH that was the biggest mistake I ever made."
"Mom - I'm serious... we can not let that happen again." to which I said..
"You are right.. the biggest mistake I made in this little scenario is that I was the one who put the books in your book bag.. I was trying to be helpful, but I guess from now on YOU will be the one responsible for that task to make sure the right books find their way back to the school library."
He had to think about that for a minute... I think he is contemplating whether or not I can be trusted with the books or whether I'll make another life-altering mistake LOL.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Only in NYC
I love going into NYC because you get to see so many interesting things... and I'm not talking about the landmarks. When I was there in December, the greatest thing I saw was a guy in a taxi cab with a Christmas tree sticking out of the window of the cab. Today's visit to NYC did not disappoint...
1) Lou Dobbs walking out of the Fox News building.. in full make-up!
2) two guys dressed up like Buzz and Woody from The Toy Story movies -- happily taking your money to pose in a picture with you on random street corners in midtown
and last, but certainly not least.. today's favorite moment was....
a professional women dressed in a beautiful skirt and blazer, wearing 4 inch heels... riding a BICYCLE with her LOUIS VUITTON handbag in the little basket attached to the front of the bicycle... only wish I had a camera.. it was priceless.
1) Lou Dobbs walking out of the Fox News building.. in full make-up!
2) two guys dressed up like Buzz and Woody from The Toy Story movies -- happily taking your money to pose in a picture with you on random street corners in midtown
and last, but certainly not least.. today's favorite moment was....
a professional women dressed in a beautiful skirt and blazer, wearing 4 inch heels... riding a BICYCLE with her LOUIS VUITTON handbag in the little basket attached to the front of the bicycle... only wish I had a camera.. it was priceless.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Good Friday
Poem by Coren Burch
What makes Good Friday good?” you ask.
A challenge! A rather daunting task.
Some may dismiss it with a shrug and a smirk,
And consider it another day off work.
Others, religious, pious as such,
Take a few minutes for a mournful watch;
Merchants unlock their doors with glee,
Anticipating the pre-Easter shopping spree.
A bunny here, a chocolate egg there,
Symbols of a society that doesn’t care.
“Care?” you say, “Do you mean me?”
“What’s there to care; how can this be?”
It’s the cross, you forget, that rugged wood,
That makes Good Friday eternally good.
What’s so good about the death of an ancient man,
Who died long before my life began?
This man, who on this earth once trod,
Was not only man, but the Son of God.
That wood, that tree, that old rugged cross,
Was the symbol of gain and the symbol of loss.
To those who believe, it is the promise of gain;
The hope that, like Jesus, we’ll rise again!
For the skeptic, the doubter, the meaning is loss;
An eternal gulf, which no one can cross.
Good Friday is good, because of the death
Of Jesus the Savior, who gave His last breath
So you, friend, and I, could be cleared of our guilt,
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb that was spilt.
Mourn not, my dear soul, for the death of the Lamb,
For that cross made the bridge to the Great I AM.
Christ paid the price, rose again to God’s side,
And brought us next Sunday: the Resurrection-tide!
What makes Good Friday good?” you ask.
A challenge! A rather daunting task.
Some may dismiss it with a shrug and a smirk,
And consider it another day off work.
Others, religious, pious as such,
Take a few minutes for a mournful watch;
Merchants unlock their doors with glee,
Anticipating the pre-Easter shopping spree.
A bunny here, a chocolate egg there,
Symbols of a society that doesn’t care.
“Care?” you say, “Do you mean me?”
“What’s there to care; how can this be?”
It’s the cross, you forget, that rugged wood,
That makes Good Friday eternally good.
What’s so good about the death of an ancient man,
Who died long before my life began?
This man, who on this earth once trod,
Was not only man, but the Son of God.
That wood, that tree, that old rugged cross,
Was the symbol of gain and the symbol of loss.
To those who believe, it is the promise of gain;
The hope that, like Jesus, we’ll rise again!
For the skeptic, the doubter, the meaning is loss;
An eternal gulf, which no one can cross.
Good Friday is good, because of the death
Of Jesus the Savior, who gave His last breath
So you, friend, and I, could be cleared of our guilt,
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb that was spilt.
Mourn not, my dear soul, for the death of the Lamb,
For that cross made the bridge to the Great I AM.
Christ paid the price, rose again to God’s side,
And brought us next Sunday: the Resurrection-tide!
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Birthday, Anniversary and so much more
April, April, April.... such a busy month... Birthday, Anniversary, Easter, Field Trips, Egg Hunts, Spring Parties, Bridal Showers, etc. I'm exhausted just typing that.
Had a great time in Lancaster for my birthaversary (birthday/anniversary for you newbies). Saw the "Joseph" production at Sight and Sound which was wonderful, ate at my favorite "Pennslyvania Dutch" breakfast place (Family Cupboard for you locals) and did something I have never done before.... took a buggy ride through the Amish Farms. Having lived in Lancaster for 7 years, you would have thought I would have taken a tour or two, but it's sort of like when I lived in NY and went to a Broadway show for the first time when I was 30. When you live locally, you don't necessarily indulge in the local culture.
Anyway, what a fabulous tour! We took the "cookie" tour.. it just sounded good LOL. The driver was 100% Amish, straight off the farm. Very friendly and told us we could ask ANYTHING! I was so excited! I can not tell you how many Beverly Lewis and Amy Clipson books I have read about the Amish. So, ask questions I did - how often does that opportunity come along? Not many times my friend.
The best part was when Steve, our Amish driver, took us onto his family farm.. I kid you not. No paved road just a dirt and grass trail. When we pulled up to the barn, his little brother came running out of the house barefoot with a little basket of goodies for sale. One look at those homemade chocolate chip cookies did it for me -- I can honestly tell you it was the best cookie I have ever had... and by the looks of me you can tell I've hand more than one in my lifetime.
We quickly decided after that tour, we would definitely do a much longer one next time. So, if you are in Lancaster and are looking for a new family adventure, grab the buggy rides next to Plain & Fancy on Route 340... well worth your time.
So grateful to Becky and Natalie and their families who came out to visit me while in Lancaster. It's always so nice to catch up with friends that I don't get to see very often. Love you guys!
Had a great time in Lancaster for my birthaversary (birthday/anniversary for you newbies). Saw the "Joseph" production at Sight and Sound which was wonderful, ate at my favorite "Pennslyvania Dutch" breakfast place (Family Cupboard for you locals) and did something I have never done before.... took a buggy ride through the Amish Farms. Having lived in Lancaster for 7 years, you would have thought I would have taken a tour or two, but it's sort of like when I lived in NY and went to a Broadway show for the first time when I was 30. When you live locally, you don't necessarily indulge in the local culture.
Anyway, what a fabulous tour! We took the "cookie" tour.. it just sounded good LOL. The driver was 100% Amish, straight off the farm. Very friendly and told us we could ask ANYTHING! I was so excited! I can not tell you how many Beverly Lewis and Amy Clipson books I have read about the Amish. So, ask questions I did - how often does that opportunity come along? Not many times my friend.
The best part was when Steve, our Amish driver, took us onto his family farm.. I kid you not. No paved road just a dirt and grass trail. When we pulled up to the barn, his little brother came running out of the house barefoot with a little basket of goodies for sale. One look at those homemade chocolate chip cookies did it for me -- I can honestly tell you it was the best cookie I have ever had... and by the looks of me you can tell I've hand more than one in my lifetime.
We quickly decided after that tour, we would definitely do a much longer one next time. So, if you are in Lancaster and are looking for a new family adventure, grab the buggy rides next to Plain & Fancy on Route 340... well worth your time.
So grateful to Becky and Natalie and their families who came out to visit me while in Lancaster. It's always so nice to catch up with friends that I don't get to see very often. Love you guys!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Code Red!
This morning I was going to change a light bulb in our dining room. As I stood on a chair to approach the light fixture I noticed a big spider. Of course I gave out a little yelp, because I hate bugs, spiders, crawly things, etc. Chris, who was standing close by, of course wanted to make sure it was indeed a spider, so he came over to my side, took one look at it and yelled "CODE RED!" and took off running and screaming upstairs to his bedroom and closed the door.
Now, a code red at his school is where the school goes on lock-down... (usually if there is some kind of police activity that is taking place in close proximity to the building). I just chuckled that he felt that this spider deserved a code red.
Well, now that I took a little break to blog about the spider.. it's time for this scaredy cat to take care of it.
Now, a code red at his school is where the school goes on lock-down... (usually if there is some kind of police activity that is taking place in close proximity to the building). I just chuckled that he felt that this spider deserved a code red.
Well, now that I took a little break to blog about the spider.. it's time for this scaredy cat to take care of it.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Scary, but True
Please watch this and share with your family and friends that might need to hear this.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Happy Day!
We are out of town today celebrating my "Birthaversary" ... for those of you new to my blog it's my birthday and anniversary today. Yes, two cards, two gifts.. that was the deal. We've been married 8 years today and today I turn ______ years old. Be kind and insert a number that starts with a 2 or 3 in that blank and you will be a friend for life. LOL
Happy Anniversary to my amazing husband who keeps me laughing and is truly my best friend.
Happy Anniversary to my amazing husband who keeps me laughing and is truly my best friend.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Dilly-Dally
Do you have a "dilly-dally" at home? You know.. the child you send up to his/her room to get dressed and gets side tracked into doing something completely unrelated to the task at hand? For the longest time I had a dilly-dally. He would get so easily unfocused because of the things around him that looked more enjoyable to do than the thing that he was supposed to be doing. I figured that there had to be an easier way to get him to complete the simplest of tasks without standing there and walking through every movement with him or removing every object from his bedroom other than his bed and clothes.
So, one day the light bulb came on and I discovered what would motivate my dilly-dally. I wasn't going to bribe him because then I would have a dilly-dally PLUS I would be broke. So, I knew that he loves competition...well.. to be honest, he loves to WIN competitions, so I knew if I could turn simple tasks into a contest, he would be all over it.
Now every morning when I need him to get dressed, I simply say "I bet I can get dressed before you! Or, if I'm already dressed, I'll say, I bet I can put on my socks and shoes before you can get your clothes on!" And he is ALL over it!
Then, when that task is completed, I'll say, "I bet I can make my bed before you make yours!" And again, it's a race... and the task gets done.
I repeat the same for breakfast, putting on shoes, cleaning up a room, putting away toys, etc. Whatever I need him to focus on becomes a game. No more frustration over getting him to focus.
So, if you have a little dilly-dally see if this helps him or her get motivated to move a little faster and stay focused.
So, one day the light bulb came on and I discovered what would motivate my dilly-dally. I wasn't going to bribe him because then I would have a dilly-dally PLUS I would be broke. So, I knew that he loves competition...well.. to be honest, he loves to WIN competitions, so I knew if I could turn simple tasks into a contest, he would be all over it.
Now every morning when I need him to get dressed, I simply say "I bet I can get dressed before you! Or, if I'm already dressed, I'll say, I bet I can put on my socks and shoes before you can get your clothes on!" And he is ALL over it!
Then, when that task is completed, I'll say, "I bet I can make my bed before you make yours!" And again, it's a race... and the task gets done.
I repeat the same for breakfast, putting on shoes, cleaning up a room, putting away toys, etc. Whatever I need him to focus on becomes a game. No more frustration over getting him to focus.
So, if you have a little dilly-dally see if this helps him or her get motivated to move a little faster and stay focused.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Move Over Kate!
Kate Middleton better watch her back... there's another princess on the scene. I was greeted yesterday morning with "Good Morning Princess!" I was taken aback because maybe that's a common greeting in your home each morning, but certainly not in mine. When I asked Chris why he wanted to call me princess he replied that it was because he wanted me to call him a prince. But of course... I should just call him Prince Lego since that's his favorite thing... although if I flipped that around I guess I would be called Princess Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough and that just doesn't sound very much like a princess.. it just makes me hungry. LOL
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Fire Drill
Yesterday we had a family fire drill. I'm proud to say it was mainly at the prompting of Christopher. So, we practiced leaving the house and going to our designated meeting space. It went very smoothly. Then I decided it would be a good idea for Chris to learn how to use my cell phone in case of emergency. I showed him how to call Steve and thought we should role play.
Me: "Call Daddy and tell him that something happened to mommy and you need help. Think of a situation when Mommy might hurt herself"
So, Chris uses my cell phone to call Steve (who is sitting next to us during this activity) and says: "Hi Dad.. it's me,Christoper. Mommy fell down the stairs and got hurt."
For those of you not too familiar with my legacy... I am notorious for falling down stairs.. it hasn't happened in a while, but even my son knows this about me.
I had myself a good laugh and felt confident of two things: 1 - Chris is ready for an emergency and 2: I better keep an eye on my cell phone now that he knows how to use it.
Me: "Call Daddy and tell him that something happened to mommy and you need help. Think of a situation when Mommy might hurt herself"
So, Chris uses my cell phone to call Steve (who is sitting next to us during this activity) and says: "Hi Dad.. it's me,Christoper. Mommy fell down the stairs and got hurt."
For those of you not too familiar with my legacy... I am notorious for falling down stairs.. it hasn't happened in a while, but even my son knows this about me.
I had myself a good laugh and felt confident of two things: 1 - Chris is ready for an emergency and 2: I better keep an eye on my cell phone now that he knows how to use it.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Letter to the Editor
To Whom It May Concern:
Today my son was home from school and I decided to pull out your Grade 1 Curriculum to have him do some relevant classwork. While working in the reading/spelling section he was stumped because he was supposed to match the first letter of the word to the picture that started with the same letter... He was stuck because he said " the letters there were "R" and "T" and it showed a picture of a Rose and a Radio... "
So I meandered over to see what the problem was... and the problem was that your curriculum was written before Flat Screen Televisions invaded America. The picture of the correct answer was a "television" that honestly looked like the floor model my grandfather had in his home in 1975. It had ANTENNAS on top of it as did your picture... my son thought it was a radio.
So, thanks for making me spend 30 minutes trying to convince my 7 year old that the picture was not a radio, but an old fashioned television. Don't you think moms home with sick children have enough to deal with?
Thanks
Today my son was home from school and I decided to pull out your Grade 1 Curriculum to have him do some relevant classwork. While working in the reading/spelling section he was stumped because he was supposed to match the first letter of the word to the picture that started with the same letter... He was stuck because he said " the letters there were "R" and "T" and it showed a picture of a Rose and a Radio... "
So I meandered over to see what the problem was... and the problem was that your curriculum was written before Flat Screen Televisions invaded America. The picture of the correct answer was a "television" that honestly looked like the floor model my grandfather had in his home in 1975. It had ANTENNAS on top of it as did your picture... my son thought it was a radio.
So, thanks for making me spend 30 minutes trying to convince my 7 year old that the picture was not a radio, but an old fashioned television. Don't you think moms home with sick children have enough to deal with?
Thanks
Friend or Foe
About a week ago, Chris came home from school and announced to me that he was now friends with "Bob". I was a little surprised because Bob has tried my patience, has softened my heart and has opened a door for me to teach my little boy how to act towards others...especially those who are not nice to you. You see, Bob has some learning and behavioral challenges and, as such, is not to blame for some of his actions. So, I've spent the majority of the year trying to explain to Chris that we are to treat others the way we want to be treated, but if you get pushed or something is said or done that doesn't follow the rules, you need to tell the teacher right away. And Chris has been great about doing just that, but always with the mindset that he does NOT like this kid.
So, that was why I was surprised that the boy who will "accidentally" knock into him and give him grief, is now his friend. I didn't get too much into it the day of Chris' announcement because we were with other people. As I was driving Chris to school the next day he said to me, "Mom.. do you know why I am now friends with Bob?"
No, Chris I don't... why did you decide to be his friend?
"Well, Bob does not have even ONE friend in our class and so I decided I was going to be his friend that way he has one. I was thinking how would I feel if I was the one who didn't have a friend and I would be very sad. So, that's why I am now his friend."
As the tears were rolling down my checks I told him how proud I was of him and how he is being so Christ-like in his actions.
So, that was why I was surprised that the boy who will "accidentally" knock into him and give him grief, is now his friend. I didn't get too much into it the day of Chris' announcement because we were with other people. As I was driving Chris to school the next day he said to me, "Mom.. do you know why I am now friends with Bob?"
No, Chris I don't... why did you decide to be his friend?
"Well, Bob does not have even ONE friend in our class and so I decided I was going to be his friend that way he has one. I was thinking how would I feel if I was the one who didn't have a friend and I would be very sad. So, that's why I am now his friend."
As the tears were rolling down my checks I told him how proud I was of him and how he is being so Christ-like in his actions.
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