“My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning” (Psalm 130:6). Something about mornings brings hope. I believe it is related to a life force within us that rises, like the mercury in a thermometer, with each new day. As I read that verse from Psalm 130, I can imagine a […]
Mar 30, 2014
Family, Friends, and Fiction
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Having a brother is nice. Having two brothers is twice as nice. As I write, I draw upon my brothers’ experiences and knowledge quite a bit. Tracy is a geology major and if I want to know about rock formations that might contain gold or silver, or the kind of rock that is most likely […]
Dec 12, 2013
Precious and Priceless Peace
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The older I get, the more I enjoy the blessing of peace; not just peace, mind you, but peace that comes of being free and contented and pursuing my own dreams. In school, we learned about “pax romana” or the peace that Rome imposed upon conquered nations. That is not peace at all but a seething […]
Dec 11, 2013
Small Lights, Lasting Memories
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Each morning, I plug in the Christmas tree lights. The tree sits right beside my computer and it is nice to see it glow. I believe I enjoy the ornaments more this year than I have for several years. As I said the other day, the tree is decorated with memories, many of them going […]
Dec 9, 2013
A Frozen Sort of Day
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The street in front of my house is mostly packed snow and ice. Schools are dismissed again and the temperature this morning hovers at twenty-four. The sky is only a little darker than the snow, sort of soft gray and there’s no sign of the sun. I’m sure it’s somewhere there in the east, about […]
Dec 8, 2013
Part II–Little Cedar and the Storm of the Century
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With so many animals around his trunk, Little Cedar felt strangely warmed. His friends were depending on him for their very lives. That thought gave Little Cedar an extra surge of courage and he gripped that rock just beneath the soil with determination. The wind and sleet hammered him cruelly. He closed his eyes and […]
