Frosty Mug

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Ephesians 4:32b ESV

Growing up I thought summer in the Midwest had to be the absolutely most humid hot spot on

earth. I am reminded that even as a child I was not a fan of extreme heat or extremely Cole

temperatures. Even as a child I reasoned the heat was worse because you can always add

layers to be comfortable but you can’t take off enough layers to be able to stand the heat.

Just about the only thing that would help was a frosty cold mug of root beer.

The funny thing about that is about the only time I craved a frosty mug was when it was extremely

hot. Looking back, that was probably because we knew when it was extremely hot we might get a

frosty mug of root beer.

I’ve said before my Mom was a human working tornado but before we had “bought air” she

couldn’t work at her normal speed. Once in a while she would remember that frosty mug and We

would go to town for a treat. See, she was a tender-hearted soul when she wasn’t working at warp

speed.

Ephesians 4:32b, tells us to be “tenderhearted”.

When it was really really hot we might even get ice cream in our root beer.

I know utilizing our senses makes the heart grow fonder, but I remember root beer being really

really strong as a child and having ice cream in my root beer was an extra extra

special treat.

Having ice cream in my root beer did cool the soul to the core. But I was a child and

even though I didn’t know it, I really didn’t have real problems. I had a good mom and

dad and they provided every thing I needed…even cold root beer on a really really hot

day in the 1950’s.

Fast forward…not much changes in the Midwest. It’s summertime as I write this and

the forecast is not looking good today. In other words it’s a normal summer day. It’s

horrifically hot and there’s no rain in sight.

However…miracles do happen!

When I looked up Mugs Up for nostalgic reasons I surprisingly discovered there is a

Mugs Up Drive In nearby! Whoda thought?

I just might be inclined to see if momma wants a frosty mug today! Of course it will

depend on whether or not she’s feeling inclined to go. After all, she’s not a spring

chicken anymore.

I do try to remember to be a tender-hearted caregiver. She’s not far

from being 100 and since I’ve never been that old I remind myself I have no idea what

that’s like.

In the 1950’s we didn’t have bought air. It’s hard to imagine now what that was really like!

Deborah

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