September 8th was my birthday. Not the birthday recorded on my birth certificate. That one says I am eighty-eight years old. This is another kind of birthday. On September 8, 1974, fifty-two years ago today, I began my Christian journey. Physically, I am eighty-eight. Spiritually, I am fifty-two. I was thirty-six when the Lord spokeContinue reading “Physically Eighty-Eight – Spiritually Fifty-Two”
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This morning I have been remembering.
Maybe that is one of the privileges of being eighty-eight. You can sit with a cup of coffee and suddenly discover that something you haven’t thought about in fifty years has wandered back into the room. This particular wandering started several days ago with a movie, Song Sung Blue, and a question: What did you wannaContinue reading “This morning I have been remembering.”
Comfortable Shoes
This morning I moved sprinklers. Not once, but several times. Our yard doesn’t have an automatic irrigation system anymore. When Tanya and I bought this place four years ago, the yard had been neglected. We hauled away truckloads of clutter, removed more tree stumps than I care to remember, cut down dead trees, and dugContinue reading “Comfortable Shoes”
