Roger Bothwell | Devotional
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One of the most precious words in any language is freedom. It is pronounced a hundred ways but means the same thing in every human heart. The desire to decide for oneself what to think and how to live is an inborn desire...

In the backs of our brains we store all kinds of information. Occasionally, just for fun, we swipe away the cobwebs of our minds and try to remember some of our mental treasures. Among some of the treasures we sometimes find old word...

Dirt sneaks up on you. Ever so slowly it changes the appearance of something in a house until one day you look with horror at the door from the garage into the house and wonder how something could have gotten so dirty without your...

She had just finished baking five of the most luscious hot steamy cinnamon rolls. Leaving them on the kitchen counter she went upstairs for a moment but returning quickly her mouth all ready to experience a gastronomic delight. However, they were gone. ...

Good chess players not only anticipate their opponent’s next move but their opponent’s next several moves. A good player knows a fairly innocuous looking move might not appear dangerous in the immediate future but could be the key to victory as it sets the...

She’d been caught with her hand in the Cheerios. The front of the box promised a treasure inside and she could not wait until the family ate their way to the bottom. She had to have her book right away. Do you...

Fifty years ago children played outside a lot especially on warm summer evenings as the darkness was beginning to fall. They played “Kick the Can,” “Tag,” “Statue” and “Hide and Seek.” They ran through the neighborhood screaming and yelling, “You’re it.” Inevitably...

The restaurant supplied the jar of bubbles and the father provided the wind for the soapy orbs. In a gentle stream the bubbles floated across the table toward the sweetest little girl. As she reached out for them one giant bubble settled safely...

There is a book and movie about the life of Adolf Hitler that has generated a considerable amount of criticism because they reveal his human side. He is not depicted as a homicidal maniac but as a person with characteristics and behaviors like us....

She was 91 and her obituary described her as a good bingo player. “A Good Bingo Player.” That was it. She was 91 and all that could be said about her was she watched her bingo card carefully so as to not...