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A Bundle of Myrrh

"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13

Phil’s Claim To Phame

December 19th, 2014 by Aubri


Look who made the cover of Christian News.

Herman Otten loved Phil’s paper on Child Prevention and wanted to publish it along with tons of pictures of him with the babies. We didn’t know he’d be all over the front page.

School Holiday Program

December 18th, 2014 by Aubri


Time again for the school “Holiday” Program! Tonight was biter cold and blustery. We bundled up and left a bit early to drive the two blocks and park as close as we could to the school. Since we were so early I decided to have some fun with the three babies in the car (Lily, Gerhardt and Esther) and drive around our town to see the Christmas lights. I cranked up the Christmas tunes on the radio and we Ooo’d and Aww’d.

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Advent At The Parsonage

December 17th, 2014 by Aubri


I could hardly believe it when we lit the third candle on our Advent wreath. The last couple weeks have been a blur of busy and sick. I’m plowing through the days with a long to do list, getting a lot done, just nothing on my list of course. That’s ok. We’re all tired and our waiting and preparing will come to an end soon.

I had hoped to have more house cleaning done by this point of Advent, also I’d wanted to start freezer meals and Christmas baking but I make do and receive what God sends for each day. As this season of life goes for me, just keeping up with the minimum has been enough work.

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The Feast of St. Lucy – December 13

December 15th, 2014 by Aubri


Well if you want to know how to ruin a perfectly good morning, celebrate St. Lucy’s Day with a lot of little girls. This one started off great. The big girls wanted to help with everything, then things went south. This day is loaded with a lot of nice traditions so I made sure everyone got a special job. But there was still bickering. Who got to help with what, who was getting to do this and how unfair it was, etc. There was pushing, yelling and crying…and that was just from me.

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