My Mom and Dad, after raising three natural born children, adopted 10 more! One of those children was a sickly infant- slow to gain weight, no appetite, fussy, and prone to injury. The doctors called his condition “failure to… Continue reading

  Monday I began to sort through the ‘stuff’ in her desk. The evidence of a life of love, prayer, diligence, and service lay scattered on the floor around me. There were cards sent to her that she held onto.… Continue reading

  “One day at a time,” is my fairly standard answer to the frequent inquiry, “How are you doing?”  The answer is really my survival choice!  Spending too much time remembering a life that is no longer mine only deepens… Continue reading

  What you do flows out of who you are in your inner thoughts! If you want to change the way you live, transformation must start in the foundations of life.  To illustrate – I am convinced by the truth… Continue reading

Heartache used to be a word I knew; now it is my daily experience.  When Bev died at first I cried, deep wrenching sobs, sorrow seemed to come up through my body starting at my toes!  With time’s passing, the… Continue reading

The “Marshmallow Test” was a study conducted by Walter Mischel at Stanford. Little children were offered a small reward immediately or promised double the reward if they would wait for a period of time, usually about 15 minutes.  Follow up… Continue reading

“Sooner or later all people suffer loss, in little doses or big ones, suddenly or over time, privately or in public settings. Loss is as much a part of normal life as birth for as surely as we are born… Continue reading

  “I love you.”  “Steady… you’ll be OK.” The words are like a blanket on a chill night, warming, comforting, bringing rest.  One of life’s sweetest moments is when a mother holds her child close and with soft words soothes… Continue reading

  I find myself in a curious place with regard to ‘faith’ these days after the death of my wife. Some days I feel confident in my beliefs, assured of God’s care and love, hopeful in eternal life. Then moments… Continue reading

My Dad, a good guy, impressed a kind of masculinity on me that included being ‘tough,’ brushing off pain and getting back up when knocked down.  As he aged, Dad became more sentimental and cried more readily. But, I cannot… Continue reading