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Pew Potatoes
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ronniemcbrayer
My grandmother lived her entire life on a farm. First, it was cotton, then it was soybean, and finally it was cows and chickens. I spent every summer of my childhood and teen years on that farm, working in my uncle’s chicken houses, chasing stray cows, bailing and stacking hay. I learned the very first…
Raised Right
By
ronniemcbrayer
When I was growing up, church for me was not a social activity. It was not a weekly event or a spiritual distraction to assist you with the trials of life. Church was a non-negotiable obligation. Sunday School, Sunday morning preaching, Discipleship Training, Sunday night, Monday night youth group, Wednesday night prayer meeting, choir rehearsal,…
Love, Mom
By
ronniemcbrayer
I was smacked away from the dinner table on one occasion. Calm down, I was never abused, not even close. But my parents did believe in the effectiveness of that proverb, “Spare the rod, spoil the child.” Thus, I was definitely not spoiled. Even if corporal punishment had not been practiced in my childhood home,…
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