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The Abram Chronicles

10/9/2016

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Any parent will tell you that every child is different. 

My 7-year-old Samara came into this world, a force to be reckoned with. She is extremely smart, mature, kind, giving, she loves extremely hard. She did EVERYTHING fast. She had started using sign language by 5 months, repeating words and started walking at 8 months, was completely talking by 1. Reading simple words at 3 years-old. Samara is my star, a perfect firstborn. She is also shy, not one to draw attention to herself and holds her talents close. Samara is the complete opposite of Abram.

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Samara is in the middle.
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Abram, my 3-year-old, came into this world, cool and in his own timing.  While he is also extremely smart, he may not outright show it. The boy didn't walk, or shall I say REFUSED to walk until he was 15-months, had me worried at 2-years-old when he still wasn't saying words, and JUST decided that he was willing to start pooping in the toilet. I kid you not. He is also funny, really funny. He KNOWS he's cool, and likes to show it off.  His being a little more difficult has given me a treasure chest of stories that I share on social media, and now I'm going to share them on this blog, call them moments of comedic relief. I'll share stories about Sam too, because that's baby number one! But, admittedly, Abram gives me a little more material to work with, lol

So this happened today:
Was dancing around with the kids...
Abram: "Mommy, I need to go get my pants."
Me: "Why? What's wrong?"
Abram: "My pee-pee is jiggling too much."

​Boys. So much talk around those parts. Things that I don't even think about. #AbramChronicles
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In the pews, out of fellowship

10/2/2016

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It's Sunday and I'm sitting at home. I might stream a church service, and blast a couple gospel songs, but Bedside Baptist is my ministry today. A few years ago, a new job, a complicated city, and sheer exhaustion kind of disconnected me from the church. I was also fed up with western Christianity and, and couldn't find what my soul needed at the time. But, that's a different, longer story for another day...

Recently however, I've been starting to realize some of the things I'm missing out on by being passively involved in church.  This comes from someone who grew up in the church, my parents are ministers, and honestly a lot of our livelihood revolved around what was happening there. I have gone to service enough for everybody, and genuinely enjoyed it. However, I still somehow  kind of slid out of the Sunday rotation, attending church mostly to give the kids a foundation, and because I still felt it was needed, even if I wasn't always getting much. My Sunday's have consisted of going to church, sitting in a pew, and immediately walking out. I can't tell you one member's name at any church I've attended in 3 years. Honestly, unless they saw me on TV, no one probably even knows who I am, or that I even go there.

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    Sachelle Saunders

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