A Lesson on Purpose From My Dog

A Lesson on Purpose From My Dog

     When Sadie, our 12-year-old Golden Retriever, wakes up each morning, the first thing she does is bring me one of her toys.      She’s a retriever; that’s her purpose.      She starts her day doing what she’s made to do. The starts her day on mission to fulfill...
In the Midst of Miracles

In the Midst of Miracles

Well, here goes the most nervous post I’ve ever written but what happened in the last year is something I still can’t figure out.   I don’t know how to tell this story without it making it look like I was a cool person that made it happen. We all...
Why I Must “Art”

Why I Must “Art”

Have you ever been so moved by a painting or sculpture that you can’t take your eyes off of it or, upon leaving, can’t quit thinking about it? That happened, again, to me recently when I went to Bethel College to contemplate the works of Denise Brueggeman....

Grandpa Harry and the Thanksgiving Surprise

Harry grabbed a leather glove to open the firebox on the wood cook stove. He poked the embers into an even arrangement, then threw bacon into the cast iron skillet. He had begun each day frying bacon and eggs on this same stove a for the last 60 years since the first...