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MorningThe Quarry By Darlene Hight

I grew up in a family that loved to fish. That is everybody except for me. I enjoyed going to the lake but I did not fish. I could not understand why anyone would prefer sitting on the bank watching a line dangle in the water instead of exploring the woods surrounding the lake. However, one other thing confused me more than the line dangling. I didn’t understand our choice of fishing holes.

The place that my family liked to go was an old quarry. It was a beautiful lake but not the only beautiful lake in the area. Each time that we went, my mom would repeat the same stern warning, "Don’t go too near the edge of the water this isn’t like an ordinary lake. It is very deep. It doesn’t have gradual decline. It just drops straight down."


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Dumb Things
By Kay Brown

Quite regularly, I do dumb things. You probably do the same dumb things. The difference between us is that for His own reasons, God has led me to write about my blunders and widely distribute this humiliating, personal information. So far, I have not figured out what His motives are, but I suspect it might have something to do with my pride. More specifically, it may have something to do with getting rid of my pride. Pride is a substantial obstacle in my life, which is ironic because, as I said, I do many dumb things.

After my dumb public moments, embarrassment always follows. No matter how hard I try to act as if it does not matter, the truth is that it does. I want people to like me.

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MomsIt's My Party!
By Lynda Schab

I love parties! In fact, I'm getting ready to throw one right now! I'm going through the preparations in my head – so many details! Do you want to know who the guest of honor is? It's someone VERY important! That's right – it's me! I'm throwing myself a party!

This isn't the first time I've thrown a party for myself. Usually, it starts off a little slow but before too long it will be an all-out, full blown party with plenty of conversation! Most of the time, the conversation goes something like this:

"I can't believe my husband didn't tell me I look nice today! I am dressed to the hilt, look like a million bucks, and not one single compliment!"

"Well, listen to this. I did four loads of laundry, picked up his clothes from the dry cleaners, went grocery shopping – even remembering to buy the potato chips he prefers – raked the leaves in the backyard, and made his favorite dinner! Not even a, ‘thank you’! Hmph!"

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