This just screams “Grove City College!”

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"We used to think that breast milk was just a food and that it was filled with fats and proteins and vitamins and that formula companies were successfully able to mimic this. But we now know that there are substances in breast milk that exist almost at the same levels that are not digestible by infants. So what are they doing there? It turns out, they’re digestible by beneficial bacteria. So over millions of years, the mother has been creating a substance that will recruit useful bacteria into her infant’s gut and this sets her infant up for life. So as much as breast milk is a food, we also now understand that it’s also a medicine."

Florence Williams on the benefits of breast milk (via somethingmonica)

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Top 20 Cory and Shawn Moments (in no particular order)

“But we stayed together for the kids.”  → It’s Not You, It’s Me

Hilarious.

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Ugh!

I am really frustrated and so ready to go home it’s not even funny.

I miss this show.

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4 months to go!

Easter Sunday

I was about to go to bed, but as I was brushing my teeth I thought about this and wanted to write it out.

This has been a most unusual Easter Sunday for me. Considering I am in Sevilla, the Spanish city where the celebration of Holy Week (Semana Santa) is considered the most grandiose, one would think that Easter would be an equally momentous occasion. During Semana Santa in Sevilla there are something like 50 processions that involve floats with sculptures of Mary and Jesus, people dressed in their best Catholic attire, including suits that would resemble the KKK to an American but are actually supposed to relate to Christ, enormous crowds, and little stands everywhere selling popcorn, chips, nuts, and special Semana Santa treats. However, Easter Sunday is just like any other day. When I asked my host mother, a professing Catholic, if her children were coming over for Easter dinner, she looked at me in a confused way and said just that: Easter is just like any other day, so of course not. This really doesn’t surprise me since, in my humble opinion, all of the Semana Santa hoopla is not rooted in anything biblical and is definitely more of a cultural tradition than a profession of faith, but it was still a little odd. You would think that a people who go so all-out for the week leading up to Easter would make the most of the actual day, but you’d be wrong.

So you can imagine that it felt a little strange to be in the house by myself on Easter, with no family or fellow believers to celebrate. My host mother went out and so did my house mate, so it was just me, working on a project for a class. This was a slight bummer. I did go to the park to read my Bible for a while, which was nice. But I kept wishing I could be with Lucas or with my family. Of course skype helped a little bit, but it’s still not the same. But now I realize, it doesn’t matter if I am with a thousand people on Easter or by myself; either way Jesus conquered sin through his death on the cross and rose again. This happened no matter what country I am in, no matter what people I am surrounded by. This is still something to celebrate. I think that perhaps what God is trying to say to me is that yes, He has blessed me with a great life and put wonderful people in it, but even if all of that were taken away, He is enough. So I will not be sad that I did not get to celebrate Easter in the manner of my choosing this year, but I will rejoice in the fact that I have a Savior who is pure love, whose strength is made perfect in my weakness, who died for me, and with whom I get to spend eternity. Thank You, Jesus. You are good!

May you all have a blessed Easter.

This is so true! It’s sad how people put more effort into having an amazing wedding than a solid marriage.

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“AHH! These darn sleeves are too long!”

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