Tuesday, September 20, 2005

ST-ST-STOP WORRYING

I took Maddy down to the Omaha Children’s Museum for a Sunday afternoon outing when other family members were busy and we felt like going on a lark.

We’ve been so busy these past couple of weeks that I haven’t worked with her on her reading, which was one of my resolutions this crucial kindergarten year.

Well, down at the museum, I saw a huge sign with the word “KIDS.” I wondered whether she could read it, so I pointed it out to her.

She looked for a second, and I encouraged, “Sound it out! K – K – K. . . .”

“Oh!” she interrupted. “Construction!”

On the same sign, right under the word “KIDS,” was the name of the sponsoring company for that exhibit – you guessed it, a construction firm.

I think she’s getting it JUST fine.

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Praise report: Father, we praise You and thank You for a happy ending to a scary incident involving our cousin’s daughter. Her 7-year-old son was in his seatbelt ready to go to school and they were on the downward-sloping driveway. Suddenly, the car became a runaway, and the mom found herself with one leg on the ground, and the other inside the car. She fell out and watched helplessly as the new Volvo wagon raced down without her, striking a four-foot stone wall, and coming to a stop with the front end hanging in mid-air. Her son was fine – he thought it was like a roller coaster ride. That’s when the mom fell apart, and all the what-ifs came into play. Lord, thank You for the gift of automobiles, and help us all resolve to be more careful and vigilant, all of the time. (1 Peter 5:8)

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