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Heather Gemmen Wilson loves to laugh. She says, "Through all the circumstances of my life, I have gained more than I have lost ... and I'm not just talking weight." Heather is married to her best friend, Lawrence W. Wilson, a pastor, and they have a colorful blended family of...

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  1. I’m with you sista! It only takes a small step and we can all do that. Thanks for reminding me of Jesus and his love for others..no matter who they were or where they lived. We are made in His Likeness..I love this club!!!

  2. My dear man is a carpenter who sees no need for a big truck. He likes beat up vehicles. We’ve owned small pick- up trucks we lovingly referred to as Jed Clampet’s jalopy. Cars without no floors and so on. Your reference to a “slightly dinged-up Stratus” causes me to giggle. My husband “inherited” a Stratus. It was a step up from the car without a floor… This Stratus had to carry ladders and other odd items critical to the carpenter’s way of life. DH fashioned a ladder hanger out of wood (plywood and 2×4’s) and bolted it into the roof of the Stratus. The screws and bolts penetrated the interior of the car by 5 or 6 inches. Watch your head. And carry an umbrella. One day when he couldn’t open the trunk he used a saw to cut it open- then remembered the trunk had a latch release inside the car. The rear view mirror was duct taped to the side door.
    I think this car conjurs up some crazy visuals- but if the above blog is real then this vehicle would represent the homeless one, the smelly one, the immigrant or the mentally ill person. And the gesture of a wave to the Stratus owner with a ladder on top would be the way of love.

  3. You remind me of a Peggy Noonan article from oh, about ten years ago, so I can’t find it nor quote it exactly, but it was about respect. She mentioned that there’s a sort of silent group of people who hold doors for each other and nod acknowledgement. I remember too a time I went to a counselor and the huge impact it was to me to feel respected! It was a very hard time in my life, and he stood and paid me such respect at the begining and end of our sessions. As a travel professional I started to treat everyone at the airport with respect, acknowledging their humanity in a sometimes highly anxious job. So I think you’re on to something. A smile, a wave, a courteous response even to a stranger. There’s been homeless people I’ve apologized to, and they tell me it’s okay with forgiveness in their eyes. One time a classmate responded, “No, I don’t have a dollar but I could sure use 50 cents” and the beggar gave!

  4. I want to join your club also!

    I get a great “happy” feeling when I am asked to assist someone, ie: buy Christmas gifts for needy kids, housewarming items for a new family, school supplies, etc. I think we all have BIG BIG hears like Jesus!

  5. I want to join your club also!

    I get a great “happy” feeling when I am asked to assist someone, ie: buy Christmas gifts for needy kids, housewarming items for a new family, school supplies, etc. I think we all have BIG BIG hears like Jesus!

    Beth W

  6. I LOVE THIS!!!!

    Maybe I should start waving to all the other slightly dinged-up Stratus drivers. It would be a nice way to say, “Yep. My teenaged son drove into the garage door too.”

    ^^^ made me LITERALLY LOL at work…on Labor Day… THANKS! 🙂