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Well—I’m sitting here in our big van that we try to sell in
between trips. (We take so many trips we never sell it  I’m getting bored. I
read my book for a while, lost a computer game, and here I am.
Technology is so cool—all of us kids are either on laptops
or sleeping. We used to play ABC’s or read books aloud, but now we sit mesmerized--staring
at the amazing products which Dell has marketed to us in order to murder our
creativity. I, ever the valiant conqueror, am coming against this negative aura
of uncreative couch-potatoship and writing this letter…post…thingy. Ha! Take
that Dell! I’m even using such big words they aren’t in the dictionary; now
that’s creative. *gloat*
I don’t think all pride is bad. After all, I’m proud, and
I’m not bad.  Haha…I crack myself up.
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It was great being with the entire family again. Over at
LETU nobody tells me what I’m doing wrong (I think it’s because I’m perfect)
*blink*. But then I live with my family again and they tell me EVERYTHING I do
wrong. Wohoo!...I love my family. I think there is way too little accountability
among most Christians. We all think that if we judge each other we are being
prideful and arrogant. But we are commanded to judge each other, to keep each
other accountable. The problem is that most of the time when we finally do tell
someone else about a problem that needs fixing, we don’t include the most
important ingredient…love.
Love, love, love. Love makes people happy. Love makes people
free. Love makes people do the things they ought to do. Love….blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, blaaaaaaaahhhh. (This
insert has been provided by Anita. Anita, we are forever grateful for your
input. I think you should have gotten more sleep)
So, my family loves me. I know they love me. When they tell
me about a problem I have I know that, most of the time , it comes from a
desire to make me a better man of God. I may get me upset initially, but they
are usually right. Of course, it works the other way too, I tell them all their
problems and they ALWAYS listen to me. Ha!
So, don’t tell everybody all their problems right off or you
won’t have any friends; you have to wait about twenty years before you can do
that (I’m twenty). Overlook problems, but if you get an opportunity to lovingly
show someone how to enhance their life don’t hesitate to seize it. Look for the
good in people; encourage them to excel in their strengths. Only then will you
have the ability to be like my family. I listen to my family because I know
they want me to excel at life.
And now, for the grand finale; “Please turn your attention
to the left. Waffle house… (in unison)…Boooooo!”
Merry Christmas. I love y’all.
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