A much-loved feature of the home we rent is that it is nestled among trees of various kinds.
The southern property line is bordered by aromatic pine woods whose limbs reach across the fence to commu…
Recently, I had a rich experience that was pure joy for me. I was invited to play in a band assembled for a one-time concert of soul music.
The concert was part of a weekend event designed to raise…
“Go to the ant, thou sluggard, and consider her ways, and be wise,” says Proverbs 6:6.
I was doing that very thing yesterday afternoon as I did yard work. My hedges desperately needed a haircut. It…
“God needs you to have a Bible app on your phone,” the in-app ad states. Accompanying that statement is an illustration depicting Jesus with a look of longing.
I enjoy playing Sudoku on my smartphon…
Recently over lunch, some friends and I were discussing social media and how online interactions are akin to what went on in the barbaric games of the ancient Roman Coliseum.
In my opinion, social…
Growing up in Canada, my first taste of pineapple was from a can.
Those perfectly sliced rings of gold, floating in juice, looked enticing, but they tasted a lot like the can. Pinning them to the s…
“God showed up!” a colleague’s Facebook post announced regarding a particularly moving worship service at his church.
“You’ve got that backward,” I remarked to myself, “it is you and your congregat…
Over the past three decades, my library has become almost completely digital.
When I admit this to colleagues, they wax fondly on the tactile experience of turning pages in a real book hoping, I gu…
On a recent flight to Indiana, I was only half-listening to the safety orientation, that is until the flight attendant said a word that made me pay closer attention.
The word itself was not provocat…
I am writing this from my father-in-law’s living room in rural Indiana here to celebrate his 106th birthday. I marvel at the grace of God in granting him a long life.
Our perspective on aging is a c…
