Two batches of brownies; one baked according to the directions, one baked with a little less obedience. It all added up to an object lesson the students in my Sunday school class will never forget.
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I made two batches of brownies for a lesson I was teaching. One was a normal, tasty batch and the other smelled (and I’m sure tasted) like something you’d find on the bottom of your shoe. I left both batches in the kitchen at the church. After sacrament meeting, I went to pick up the brownies for class and there was a brownie missing from one of the trays.
If you’re like most families, your scripture study goes something like this: Person A reads a verse, then Person B reads a verse, and so on. It’s one verse for each person. There are times (I know this will be hard to believe) when it seems like everyone’s attention span is done for and they won’t start reading when it’s their turn. When those times come, here’s the perfect remedy for dads.
Whether you take the dictionary definition, the phrase's actual origin or even the B-Grade Action movie imagery of it, the meaning is pretty much the same. Chances are pretty good that you’ve used the phrase before, and even greater that you’ve been at the point of no return in a literal or figurative sense at some point in your life. These moments where we cross the point of no return are often times that are burned into our memories like a hot iron.
Sometimes we overhear things that leave us no choice but to shake our heads and laugh. Today at the grocery store, I got to listen in on one of the funniest conversations I’ve heard since moving to Texas. There’s no reading into it, no learning a lesson from it, just a wonderful fly-on-the-wall moment to bring a smile.
BoM squad, Brother Lemon? Absolutely, random reader! This is a group of Elders who send each other a text at 7:30 each morning to remind everyone in the squad to read The Book of Mormon. It’s a built-in dad joke combined with accountability and a good cause, and because it’s guys doing it…the morning texts are sometimes a little silly.
My shy 12-year-old daughter got up to share her testimony without any prodding or encouragement from us. Did I mention how shy she is? She surprised us when she walked up to the stand and I was excited for her. I was also worried in a big way. As she sat up there waiting her turn, she looked scared. She even looked like she was going to burst into tears at any moment. To counter her impending chicken-out, I did what any dad would do – I made a silly face at her.