Don’t Let Go Of the Father’s Hand
One summer evening 31 years ago my son Andrew, (8) and I were walking from our family boat house to…
The Story Continues
The Christmas Season is over. Christmas cards have come and gone. Nativity sets are taken down, and baby Jesus is…
Finally Home For Christmas
41 Christmases ago there was Lois Hardy, wife of John; both always a pair as parents. La-Z-Boy Showcase Shop was…
Something Mis-ing
When In Need Of Healing A person with AIDS-like symptoms goes to a DOCTOR seeking healing from sickness. The patient…
When Storm Winds Blow
Isabel came and went. Storms come and go, but what remains standing after the hurricane wind and rain swept gray…
Boiling It All Down*
“I believe; help my unbelief!” (Mark 9:24). These words ring true for me so often in my experience of Life’s…
What Is A Man? Some thoughts…
I was raised in a time when some things were clearly defined and expected. They were not as conflicting or…
What good is it?
What is: Put another way – “What good is it?” We cry out in protest for love, for peace, for…
Sailing With the Wind
I was really excited about sailing again, even though it had been a while. Although my memories of the experience…
The Art Of Picking Blackberries
Late July – early August is blackberry season at our camp in Central New York State. The summer of ’92…