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Monday Morning Musings

Elayne LaPorta - artist
1. Tallest Son came home to visit this weekend. It's always wonderful to be able to have adult children you really like.

2. My small book on human trafficking is now available! You can get a sample and order it here.

3. Our pastor gave a great homily yesterday. The first reading is a toughie for us: How could God possibly ask a anyone to sacrifice their own son?? It's hideous! Father talked about cultural norms, and that God was using Abraham to change the real practice of human sacrifice.

My thoughts on the reading were this: Sometimes as parents, we are asked to make hard choices regarding our children. In our own lives, my husband and I have had to have a child arrested to save said child from drugs. We've had to have our kids committed for mental health issues. They are horrible choices, but we must do it in order to do God's will and save our children.

4. It's still freezing here. Cold. Snow. Ice. Sigh.... And yet, I just saw some guy skateboarding down the street.

5. Went prom dress shopping with Dark-haired daughter. My rules: it must have straps and it must come to your knees. We actually found 2 lovely dresses: one for prom and one for Easter. I'm chalking this up to divine intervention....if you've ever shopped for prom dresses for young ladies, then you know what I mean.

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