Bittersweet Farm

High in the Alps of Switzerland is a village called Champrey. It was there that Francis and Edith Schaeffer settled in the years when Europe was recovering from the devastation of WWII. Students traveled to Champrey from all over the world. They came to ski and hike in the beautiful mountains surrounding the village. The Schaeffers opened their home to travelers at no cost to offer shelter, meals, tea and conversation. Along with the hospitality they offered stimulating dialog about Christianity.
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You can take every precaution, but you really never sin in the dark. It is very unlikely that you will successfully conceal your sin from me. And it is impossible to conceal your sin from God. I speak from personal experience, painful and humiliating personal experience. I’d really rather not document them here, but I will relate an experience I had one day that reminds me of the truth.
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Some men stumble through life without really noticing anything around them. They only exist, they don’t really live. Among them are those who think they have to wait until they have enough money to buy life, fools who believe the slick lies of the add slogans. Some keep looking for just the right person who will take them by the hand and lead them to it. Some are so convinced that life should be avoided that they drink themselves into unconsciousness or use drugs to buy themselves a ticket to a world that isn’t real and can’t last. Many race ahead on the road of life desperate to see if fulfillment lies around the next bend in the road, oblivious to the bird song and the wildflowers and the lisping chatter of children. Millions have to have their daily fix of entertainment and information. If they turn off the TV or radio or computer or video game they can’t handle the silence. They have input but not life.
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Some people see Veteran’s Day as little more than a day when the bank is closed and the mail doesn’t run. For a couple reasons it means more to me than that. My Dad and my grandfather served in the armed forces. My Grandfather was stationed on Guam during WWII. Dad served in the Navy during the Korean conflict and as an Army chaplain in South Vietnam. My first Christian service assignment at Moody Bible Institute was to visit from room to room at V. A. Lakeside Hospital n Chicago. It always stirs patriotism in me when I get a WWII vet to tell me his or her story. When my children are my age they won’t be able to sit down and hear a first-hand account of WWII.
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There is a Golden Retriever who lives on Sandusky Street. I don’t know what name he uses now, but I do know what he used to go by. He used to be called “Captain Hook” You may wonder how he got that name.
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He was a farmer, a factory laborer, and a country pastor. He worked hard and lived simply and loved his family. He could be a good neighbor, too. He farmed a small hill-farm and raised beef and some grain for feed. In the summer his grandchildren would come and they would bail hay, fish the pond and eat sweet corn and garden-ripe tomatoes.
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