This is the question that drives our behaviors…our choices. When I was young AND wanted to “delight” mom & dad, everything seemed to go well. But when I was bent on myself, well, things got heated. In fact, I can still hear that black belt coming around the belt loops of dad’s britches. I knew …
Tag: Peace
Seasoned…
This was my mother’s iron fryin’ pan (skillet). It is older than me (78). It is obvious it has been used to cook countless meals. Mary & I treasure this keepsake. But unlike many keepsakes that are kept on a shelf, this is “the” skillet we use. It has several unique characteristics. It is heavy …
Everything Started Off Great, Then #*@###!
It was just a simple thing like nailing the board when… pain took over my life. My finger was pounding. This led to throwing the hammer, putting my finger in my mouth and words from the gutter came roaring out. As my finger was throbbing, I asked myself, “How could this happen?” Isn’t this like …
Rain or Shine…Hot or Cold…
Last week I noticed these ducks in our yard at the lake. It was pouring down rain, yet they went about the morning as if it were bright & sunny. When you think about it, they have no warm & safe shelter or control over the weather. They do not have a pantry, refrigerator & …
“Spoon Fed…”
We all start the same way, somebody spoon feeding us. It starts with a plan or strategy of selecting what “lil” Johnny needed, what he would eat, creative ways and time for the “event” and the clean up afterwards. For Mary & me, the sooner our children learned to use their own spoon, the better. …
Lesson From The Farm: Compacted Soil…
It was a week or so after we had planted the soybean field that I noticed the tire tracks across the field. The new bean sprouts had burst through the soil…except where I had driven across the newly planted field. Yep, those seeds never came up. When I drove across the field I thought, “What …
What If…?
It's an early morning rainstorm coming over the lake. It’s the sound of the rain hitting the steel roof and the rolling thunder in the distance. To me, it’s His whisper, "Be still. It's Me." When we are busy, we miss the small whispers of His presence. Everything God does is intentional. He reveals His …
“Running Around Like A Chicken With His Head Cut Off!”
I must have been 5 or 6 years old the morning my aunt told my cousins & me, “Go pick out a chicken for supper tonight.” Like a well-choreographed dance move she took the chicken in one hand and the hatchet in the other and as she brought the chicken down onto the chopping block, …
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Disappointed…
Have you ever had someone let you down? Maybe it’s the person in a position who could help you but didn’t. These people begin showing up early in our lives on the playground at school, then at work, at church, of course politics, and even at home. As I write I begin to remember people …
“Let Me Go…Let Me Go!”
Some of my first memories of my Mother’s relationship with Jesus were: That night we were driving back from Carlisle. I was in the front seat with mom & dad as she began to sing, “I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses…” I must have been 4 or …
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