Roger Bothwell | Devotional
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Do you remember the first time you decided you were going to read the Bible? You most likely started at Genesis chapter one. Soon you had breezed through the creation story and the introduction of sin and death. You read about Cain...

My three-year-old granddaughter asked my wife to draw her a triangle, which she did. But there was something wrong with it. So my granddaughter asked again. Again it was drawn for her and with rising frustration she said, “No, a triangle!” ...

While lecturing this morning I made myself comfortable by sitting on the edge of the desk. This is not unusual so I was interested why my students started to snigger. Finally they pointed to my socks. They did not match. They...

We had a truly frightening experience this past Saturday night. We attended a New York Rangers Hockey game in Madison Square Garden. We were so far up in the nosebleed section I needed binoculars to read the numbers on the backs of the...

After over forty years of marriage I have noted an increase in misunderstandings and questionable glances. At first this puzzled me. It would seem after living life together so long we would be more understanding because we were both present at the same events....

Summer is ebbing away and it’s zucchini time. What a wonderful time of the year. Days are toasty, nights are cool and gardens are reminding us of our heavenly Father’s prodigal ways. I have a friend who planted six zucchini plants and I asked,...

There is something indescribably delicious about a hot muggy summer afternoon that slowly transitions when a thunderstorm cools off the day. Maples leaves, bigger than oak and birch leaves, are the first to catch the approaching zephyr. Glancing up one notices a slight graying of...

This past month one could almost have confused New England with the tropics. Each afternoon the sky filled with giant cumulous clouds; lightening flashed, thunder rumbled and torrential downpours have filled our reservoirs to overflowing. That is amazing. All the moisture has awakened a rich array of...

One of the great things about summer is melons. It is true; melons are shipped to our grocery stores all winter. However, those just don’t taste good probably because are picked while they are green in order to ship them to market. ...

We are deep into summer in New England. The greens have lost their newness and have darkened into a lush verdancy. Roadsides are strewn with Queen Anne's Lace and Daylilies. Purple Loosestrife has filled the wetlands along the edges of the...