Our oldest daughter, Mary, was home for a week this summer. She is getting married soon, so this was her last visit with us before her big day. After she left, Lori and I found little notes she left us scattered throughout the house. On the coffee pot, her note read, “Loved our morning coffee, …
Even the most ardent of President Biden’s supporters acknowledge it wasn’t a smooth landing. His exit from the presential race was less like the door quietly shutting on the way out and more like someone stumbling down the stairs, unaware of the tumble, dazed and confused about what just happened. For older people like myself, …
My wife, Lori, and I took an Alaskan cruise to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. After boarding the ship, the cruise director held an optional orientation meeting. During his introduction, he involved the crowd. “How many of you are celebrating a wedding anniversary this week?” was followed by, “How many have been married five years?” …
I gently placed the pine cone in Stella’s tender hands, careful not to let its rough edges scratch her. Stella, my two-year-old granddaughter, had spent the day after her mother’s surgery close to her, perhaps a daughterly instinct to care for her mom. But the next day, she was ready to romp with me. We …
The phrase jumped off the page. “Let go and let God.” I flinched. And then I asked myself why. Why did that phrase cause an automatic response within me? I was sitting among several kindred spirits. The person who read the devotion had no idea I winced. As a pastor, I sometimes heard it in …