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Power Words for the Boys (end of school year 2011-12)

Passion (Cade’s blessing) Focus (Christmas 2010) Honor (Sean’s, Kyle’s birthday; Soldiers and Scouts) ~ T hink, T ough, T oughness (Ryan’s birthday 2011) H abits, you can do H ard Things (Ryan's baptism 2011) E xcellence (Start of school, Sept 2011) A ttitude (Kansas/Thanksgiving, Nov 2011 ) N umbers (Kansas) S kills (Kansas) W ork, W ork Hard, or Hard W ork (Christmas 2011 ) E nthusiasm (End of school year 2011-2012) R . . . I . . . S . . . L . . . O . . . V . . . E  . . . (I've got a couple hundred more...)

On Destructive Doubt

On Destructive Doubt Compared to Fruitful Faith Scott L. Vanatter, October 1, 2006, August 29, 2007, October 10, 2007, May 15, 2012   Of course, there is such a thing as faith run amok, as well as there is such a thing as a healthy skepticism. (“Trust, but verify.”) Still . . .   I. Faith creates clarity.       Doubt causes confusion.  Faith enlightens.       Doubt darkens.  Faith is light.       Doubt is dark.  Faith feels.       Doubt numbs. Faith joys.       Doubt fears feelings. Faith is full.       Doubt is empty.  Faith fills with beauty.       Doubt ends in ugliness.       Faith Sings.       Doubt sorrows.  II. Faith is assurance; doubt, misgivings.  Faith creates commitment; doubt, d...
As Always (Daughter, Sister, Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great Grandmother, Friend and Genealogist) Every word she speaks Every time we meet . . . No wonder we seek Acceptance, received As always so freely And consistently     Offered No trouble, no matter our grieving There's no end to her reaching     Our souls Never doubting, we believe Nothing wavering, we cleave     Unto her, naturally This is no Dream, but Real . . . And we see     Her Eternally By Scott L. Vanatter, poem written Feb. 25, 2012 for my Mother's 78th birthday.