Roger Bothwell | Devotional
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My eyes were dilated this morning for my yearly exam.  As I left the office I was given a pair of throwaway sunglasses.  I was stupid.  I didn’t put them on and walked out the front door.  It was a clear day.  Ouch. The power...

I just finished watching a local auto dealer’s television commercial featuring a small and not so good looking child.  From the age of the dealer, who also appeared, she must be one of his grandchildren who he thinks is adorable.  Through the years I have...

When I graduated from Andrews University my father drove from Penn. to Mich. to see the grand event.  After my name was called and I walked across the platform he stood up and said for many to hear, “Well, that’s what I came for” and...

This afternoon I wandered past the deli section of our supermarket and spotted a roll of Lebanon baloney (bologna).  It most likely is one of the unhealthiest things ever processed for human consumption.  But despite its nutritional value, or lack of, I paused for a...

In Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar Act 3 Scene 2 Marc Antony rises to speak at Caesar’s funeral and says, “The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.”  Thomas Jefferson was brilliant.  He was encyclopedic in his knowledge of...

I was in Walmart this week and was suddenly enveloped in a cloud so potent I almost gasped for a breath of fresh air.  He looked like he was 15 and apparently he had just taken a shower and finished off with some manly body...

I am so thankful for the option in my email program that allows me to preassign certain senders to the junk graveyard.   I along with you probably receive over a hundred emails a day, of which 80% are unwanted.  It would be awful if we...

When we need to fly somewhere my wife always buys our tickets early enough so she can select our seats.  She prefers the aisle seat while I like the window seat.  She doesn’t feel so confined and I can sleep with my head against the...

Happy Birthday to my dog who keeps me safe from rabbits, skunks and foremost the mailman.  She is 49 years old today making her menopausal, but we fixed that a few years ago, so her temperament is as predictable as sunrise.  Her super hearing and...

Have you ever wondered what it means when the emcee of a contest tells the finalists, “Good luck to all of you”?  Only one of them is going to win. Saying “Good luck to all of you” is meaningless.  If the emcee said good luck...