tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post1566988184890787208..comments2024-03-29T14:04:14.316+00:00Comments on Tracing Rainbows: You With Your Small Tumbler…Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13494078135251214182noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post-69365156901273763182012-04-10T02:30:34.838+01:002012-04-10T02:30:34.838+01:00This is exactly what I remember when I was growing...This is exactly what I remember when I was growing up. The communion cups were glass and I remember my mother taking all those tiny glasses home and washing them by hand until my dad made a special wire cage to hold them that fit it the dishwasher. Now they are plastic and get thrown away after the service. We always used grape juice too.Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10314254638454546970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post-38842920455929568522012-04-09T19:41:46.511+01:002012-04-09T19:41:46.511+01:00If it gets disaproved of, wouldn't it be non-c...If it gets disaproved of, wouldn't it be non-conformist to have alcohol? So many rules!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post-3299482466622294502012-04-09T15:07:12.607+01:002012-04-09T15:07:12.607+01:00Necessity is the mother... well, I'm not sure ...Necessity is the mother... well, I'm not sure that you can call that an invention but it was definitely a creative cure!!<br /><br />Blessings, Debbieno spring chickenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15772761727295689298noreply@blogger.com