It’s time in New England to start building up one’s supply of firewood for the coming winter. When I take my axe in hand I feel like one of the ants and not the grasshopper who played his fiddle. I have done my fiddling for...
It occurred to me this afternoon had Jesus lived into His seventies He would have added a few beatitudes. “Blessed are the nappers for they shall be refreshed.” “Blessed are the early risers for they shall see each dawn.” “Blessed are the grandparents for they...
There is an interesting YouTube of a man on a street trying to sell a $50 Canadian gold coin for $25. No one will buy it. He is even standing near a store that buys gold so someone could go inside and check its value. ...
Do you ever wakeup about 4 AM with a parched mouth? You want to roll over and go back to sleep but something cool and refreshing slipping over your dry lips would be an oasis. The longer you wait the more intense the thirst. Finally...
I, like most of you (I imagine), occasionally look at my paycheck stub and sigh over the deductions. Then I sink into my easy chair to watch the evening network news. There before my eyes is the video footage of hundreds of thousands of people...
We’ve had an interesting twenty-four hours. It all began late last evening when I opened our back door. With incredible power our one hundred pound lab exploded past me out onto the patio. There was a flurry of motion involving a ten pound skunk trying...
They appeared to be in their twenties and seemed to be very enamored. They (and I say this as tenderly as possible) appeared to be on the lower side of gifted. Perhaps challenged is the correct word. They were at Burger King and their hugging...
One of the greatest men who ever lived was a tradesman from Galilee. We know very little about him. What we do know catapults him to the apex of the Human Hall of Fame. Heaven selected this man to be the protector, nurturer, role model,...
It was heartbreaking to watch. The ice cream man, who drives too fast, was being chased by a little girl with her money in hand. Finally her little legs stopped running as she wistfully watched the truck round the corner. It was too late. But...
I had an awful father. He had an incredible work ethic. For decades he worked two full-time jobs making sure his family was well cared for. While we were not rich, far from it on a school teacher’s salary, we had nice things. Remembering him...