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…
Category: Series
Danny’s Firetruck – Goodness
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…
Real Fruit: Goodness
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…
Real Fruit: Faithfulness
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 Horse – 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…
Real Fruit: Gentleness
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…
The Nurse’s Hat
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…
Real Fruit: Self-Control
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…
Patricia’s Date
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…
Real Fruit: Introduction
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…
Seven: Dear Thyatira
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…
Seven: Dear Pergamum
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…