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The sweltering heat and scorching sun did not deter my mom, my sister, and me from exploring the remaining blackberry bushes. Two weeks after their peak, we knew that the pickings would be slim, but the promise of fresh, juicy blackberries was enough motivation for us to brave the heat and the briars. Besides, we share many family memories that come from raspberry picking in Iowa with Grandpa and Grandma, and knew the fruit of our labor would be sweet.
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In preparation for our August theme: Fear or Faith?, I want to share a story from about a year ago...
My nephew was playing on the floor with his cars while I was eating my dinner. A storm was brewing and the wind was blowing. There was thunder, but no lightning or rain yet. Thunderstorms are not as common in Denver, where we lived at the time, as they are in Louisiana, where I grew up. So, I began to explain thunder, lightning, and storms in a way that a two-and-a-half-year-old could understand.
Kadesh was graciously listening with an occasional acknowledgement of my words, but he was mostly paying attention to his cars—until a train came by.