Roger Bothwell | Devotional
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Snow had been falling steadily for seven hours and a foot of snow covered the ground. The wind was pushing tiny crystals of ice into the tiniest of cracks. Just before sundown a towhee along with a pair of cardinals and lots of...

The temperature was perfect; the late afternoon sun was drawing long shadows across God’s artistic reflections of red maple leaves, yellow beech and birch leaves against a deep blue sky punctuated with white, billowy cumulus clouds. A kingfisher chattered his way across the river;...

The little girl gazed with expectant eyes as her daddy put his coins in the machine. Ever so carefully he maneuvered the stainless steel claw toward the coveted teddy bear in the big glass case. There would be no second chance if he...

Have you ever walked around for several hours with a stone in your shoe? Sometimes the stone would be under your heel; then it would move under your arch. It was annoying, but not annoying enough to stop what you were doing, take...

Last week my best friend died. I have known Roger for over 50 years. Starting in college, later in various states and positions we reconnected. For several years we worked together in Iowa and in California at the same university. Our children were of the...

For the first time in 74 years, Earth is in its first week without Roger Bothwell. When I first attended Atlantic Union College, I wasn’t in an upbeat mood at my 2nd attempt to finish college. Meanwhile, I was going through some difficult times. I had...

I was enjoying people-watching as I sat in a hospital lobby waiting for my wife to appear outside the door with our car. The revolving door to the outside was quite large and handled lots of people coming and going. I particularly watched a cane...

She looked like a car commercial. The top was down on her convertible as she raced down the highway with her long blond hair blowing in the wind. Her hair was a flurry of activity as it twirled and flowed. I’m sure she must have...

Occasionally I meet a Judge Judy fan. When I ask them what it is about her show they particularly like I pretty much get the same answer, which is, they really like it when she is cutting and mean to the litigants. They...

My mother never bought me clothes that fit. The shoe lady would measure my foot and we always bought the next bigger size. My jeans always had to be rolled up above my shoe. I thought that was the way jeans were...