Answering Our Call

People answer their 'phones in some pretty peculiar places. One woman was wallpapering and continued to do so. Another time, running water was well within my earshot. That dear soul was taking a bath. Recently, I called our daughter in … Read more

Carried Away

My origin happens to be traced from a home where garden work was a routine. A considerable percentage of the crops that were grown on dad's farm were of the grain family. Harvest time was, and still is, the most … Read more

The Ceiling Fan

The ceiling fan in our sunroom is on constantly during the summer months. One day I stopped it, only to observe the dirt that collected on the outside edges. It was almost embarrassing to think that this fan had collected … Read more

A New Game

I am a basketball mom. My son (age 11) and my daughter (age 12) both play basketball. I faithfully attend all their practices, games, and tournaments. I can clearly remember one game that happened during a tournament. My daughter's team … Read more

Easter Hands

A long, long time ago, on a remote Mississippi Delta cotton plantation, an old man told a wonderful story to a group of children that not one has forgotten. The old storyteller's name was Jaybird. As he slipped into the … Read more

The Silent Sabbath

As a young child growing up in Northern Ontario, trips south to Toronto were infrequent and special. One of the most memorable included a visit to the Ontario Science Centre, which, as I recall, had at that time a room … Read more

Jesus’ Blood For Ours

Few movies have ever occupied my attention, but one that I watched on television as a young lad left an unforgettable impression. Although I might stand to be corrected on some details, I recall that the name was The PoseidonRead more