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It's almost springtime in New England and it's pothole time.  Gigantic craters capable of jarring one's teeth and literally ripping a tire off a rim have appeared overnight on heavily traveled streets.  Today we passed a poor soul standing by the roadside with a cell...

I have finally discovered something at which I am really good.  A few days ago I mentioned the Wii Fit computer program that takes one through a series of exercises while standing on a scale.  My wife excels at this program. The computer insists on...

My black Ford pickup is definitely not green.  It gets terrible gas mileage. I can hear it going ka-ching as I drive around town.  This weekend I drove it almost to New York City and on the way back I knew exactly where I would...

Another bear has been spotted in our neighborhood.  I am in the habit of walking my dog last thing at night which usually is after 11 P.M.   Not wanting to stop that, I have started carrying the metal-headed driver from my golf bag.  I realize...

In Paradise Lost Milton speaks of Lucifer's intelligence as being of the highest order. All through the writings of Shakespeare and Charles Dickens the good guys are usually portrayed as being a bit simple while the wicked, clever, conniving characters are intellectually bright. The hero...

I put four new shock absorbers on my car.  After 130,000 miles it seemed like the right thing to do.  Wow.  It rides like a brand new vehicle.  As those thousands of miles rolled along little by little, the ride ever so slowly worsened.  I...

Surely everyone who enters the seminary must dream of being a great preacher.  We watch great preachers and we imitate style, mannerisms and techniques. Each culture grows their own and flocks to be fed by the great ones.  My generation saw Billy Graham and I...

Not long ago a young mother came to my office.  She had a cute little boy in tow.  He was fascinated by the junk that fills my space.  After she sat down she said, "I desperately want to do something to serve the Lord.  What...

When I was a little boy and learned to read I set out on my first journey through Scripture.  There was much I did not understand as is still the case.  But I clearly remember getting to Exodus 24 and was amazed that Moses, Aaron,...

My wife and I had just finished playing a Scrabble-like game and I quietly said, "I think I will take the dog for a walk."   What happened next was unreal because the dog was stretched out on her side snoring.  Snoring! Instantly her head was...