Have you ever wondered why Easter sometimes falls late in March and other times past the middle of April? Scientist and Mathematician types get sweaty palms over questions like this. They have complicated algorithms for calculating the date, but I did a little research on my own and I think I have a handle on it now

I have to admit to some quaint ideas. I still feel an inner warmth and get a little misty-eyed when I see a picture of a family walking to church on a spring morning. In these warm fantasies the sun is always shining, birds sing, and the walk is lined with daffodils. The trees are in the tender bud of spring and church bells ring in the distance.

One Sunday night when I was a boy Steve Davis and I were pitching pennies in the basement of the church. One of the deacons saw us. He sternly warned us that we were never to play such games in the house of God and confiscated our pennies.

The Bible says, “No good thing will I withhold from those who walk uprightly.” Psalm 34 says that those who seek the Lord will not lack any good thing. This is true with food. There are things that God knows are good for us. Other things are not good for us they are not good things from God. In the garden there were a variety of things for Adam and Eve to eat. They were good things. But there were also things to eat …

A few years ago a friend and I took the church van to a conference in Chicago. It was a great day. We learned a lot and we enjoyed being together. The teaching was thought provoking and on the way back we fell into the kind of easy conversation you can’t really orchestrate ahead of time… the kind of conversation that makes time pass swiftly and the miles run by.

Have you every noticed that grandpas are almost always story-tellers? And have you ever noticed that Grandpas usually repeat the same stories over and over again? Every grandpa I know does this. I have never heard of a grandpa who did not repeat stories.

My Grandfather grew up near Chatham, Ohio in the days before every family owned a car. Once a week or so the family would hitch-up a buggy and drive it to town for food and supplies. He often told the story about what happened on one of those trips to town. It was winter and the ground was covered with snow. They loaded the whole family in the sleigh.