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When I was in first grade, we had a fire drill. Our teacher told us we needed to be quiet as we walked outside. Well, when I was in first grade, I had a hard time being quiet. I talked all the time. And so, I wasn’t quiet during the fire drill.
I’ve always imagined Jesus as fairly unflappable. He always seems to know the right thing to say.
I am constantly amazed at the things human beings are capable of accomplishing.
My prayer life has had its ups and downs, its verbal love feasts, its spats and silent treatments. But this is the nature of prayer, a catch-all for everything said and unsaid.
The second grade Sunday school class was visiting in the home of the pastor and his wife. The teacher had issued a strong warning to be careful in Reverend and Mrs. Cline’s home.
When I was a kid, we used to sing a song called Father Abraham. “Father Abraham had many sons. Many sons had Father Abraham. And I am one of them, and so are you. So let’s all praise the Lord.” I always wondered why we sang that Father Abraham had many sons.