A Page from the Past

A Page from the Past

Most distances are counted in miles but the trip I took yesterday was not in miles but it was backward in years; well over a hundred of them. Richard and Linda asked me to accompany them to a scenic spot over in the great state of Oklahoma. I’d like to tell you a little about it. The […]

Coffee Nerves

Coffee Nerves

Yesterday, I drank too much caffeine, and I’ve learned my lesson! Let me start from the beginning. You see, it happened this way: I usually mix my coffee, with l/3 decafe and 2/3 caffeinated.But I’ve noticed that lately I don’t snap to attention as quickly as I would like when I awake each morning, and I figured additional caffeine would […]

Tracks in the Dust

Tracks in the Dust

My dad (whose birthday is coming in a few days) was a pretty quiet person. Sometimes, he would make a statement that wouldn’t be entirely to my liking, and he would ask, “Did you ever stop to think about that?” Well, no, I hadn’t, but when I did stop and think about it, I saw […]

Weather Moves a Mystery

Weather Moves a Mystery

Does weather influence human behavior? Not a leaf is stirring. The quiet morning listens to the sounds of a town waking up and going about its business. For many children, this is an exciting or frightening or bewildering morning — the first day of school! And, tonight they will be full of stories about classmates, […]

Alarum Bells

Alarum Bells

Last evening, I sat on my deck and enjoyed the peace and stillness of a lovely summer night. And I thought of others, Christians around the world, who don’t have any peace at all. Yesterday, I had three nice meals and I hope to do so again today; then, I thought of others, Christians around the […]

Writers are Wanderers

Writers are Wanderers

It is really neat to have Janet as the newest cozy critter. She read one of her articles to us yesterday. It was thought-provoking and insightful, the kind of piece that makes a person think about what they know and what they only think they know. Jane read a delightful poem to us. Jane has […]