Real Fruit: Kindness
Just east of our home there is a short stretch of gravel road. The grandkids call it the bumpy road. They know they’re close to grandma and grandpa’s house when…
Just east of our home there is a short stretch of gravel road. The grandkids call it the bumpy road. They know they’re close to grandma and grandpa’s house when…
Christmas morning came early for Rod, earlier than it should have anyway. Rod and his wife Evelyn had two children, Ben who is six and Daniel who is three, or…
We all have a built-in ability to determine good from bad. Every day we make all kinds of choices based on what we think would be good. No one intentionally…
What picture would you use to describe faithfulness? I came up with so many that I couldn’t choose just one to kick off this article on the fruit of faithfulness.…
Sally’s first ride on the carousel in Humboldt Park was for her third birthday, June 12th, 1937. It was a real family affair with Mom, Dad, grandmas, grandpas and all…
What do these images have in common? A shepherd gently carrying a lamb back to its mother. A mother cradling a newborn for the first time. A gardener carefully working…
My journey in writing began in earnest on a December evening in 2003. Betty and I had stopped for supper at Applebee’s after some Christmas shopping. As I looked at…
I was a remote control. Let me grow nostalgic for a bit. I remember many evenings when Dad would kick back in his Lay-Z-Boy recliner, Mom would sit on the…
My journey in writing began in earnest on a December evening in 2003. Betty and I had stopped for supper at Applebee’s after some Christmas shopping. As I looked at…
Betty has been bugging me for some time to publish nine short stories based on the nine fruit of the Spirit. Those stories were the first fruits of what God…
My favorite morning coffee mug is the work of a craftsman. I have a whole shelf devoted to various cups and mugs. Most of them are machine made ceramic pieces…
Who are you? It’s a more complicated question than what you may think. So much goes into who we are. Our name, our likes and dislikes, what we look like…