People look at things from their frame of reference. A musician would see these birds on wires as a musical score. One did. Here is the result:
Holly Sings…
This is our oldest daughter Holly singing a tribute for her mother. Thought you would like to hear it. You can listen here.
Falsely Accused
A Classic Re-posted from 2003 The note from my campus mailbox made my heart pound. It was summons to the office of the Dean of Men. “Please report to Dean Pride’s office at once.” Dean Pride was nothing more than the college disciplinarian and the college I attended took discipline very seriously indeed. The smallest […]
Eager to Pay
Three or four times a year we try to do a “Preaching Roundtable.” Kyle (our first-born son) and I and whoever of his brothers is available at the time will meet in a small town about half-way between Riverview, Michigan and Granger, Indiana for coffee, conversation and study. Together we will work on sermon material […]
Catfish Bait
A Classic Re-posted from 2003 Homemade whole wheat bread is real bread, store bought white bread is not. Real bread is my preference but it was not my experience growing up. I was raised on white bread that we bought five loaves for a dollar at the day-old bread store. We always had plenty of […]
The Grace of Receiving
A classic from 2003 When we moved to Flint to assume the direction of the ministry here at the Character Inn we discarded or gave away many, many things. We now live in an apartment on the sixth floor in six rooms. We have a storage room in the basement. In preparation for our move […]
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