Feb 24, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
When I was a kid, safety was something grownups talked about but no one really did anything about. One summer afternoon my brothers and I rigged a bicycle ramp by leaning a flimsy piece of used plywood against a crumpled trash barrel. Spotting me peddling my Schwinn...
Feb 17, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
Years ago, Marilyn and I made a road trip to Florida with another couple. The miles flew by quickly and we did our best to wear out an 8-track of Kenny Rogers and The First Edition as the four of us wailed, “I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was...
Feb 10, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
I spent a great deal of my young life on a school bus when I began my grade school career in 1955. My brothers and I were the first on in the morning and the last off in the afternoon—you see, we lived on the continental divide between Bremen and Sugar Grove....
Feb 3, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
I upholstered collector cars before I became a minister. As a car guy, I was fortunate to turn my hobby into a vocation. It was tedious and demanding, but I loved working on show-quality, classic automobiles. I would design upholstery from British leathers and shape...
Jan 27, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
Many people record their favorite TV shows on a DVR and take great delight in fast-forwarding through the commercials. Technology is a wonderful thing! Strange as it may seem, I like TV commercials… well most of them. Some are just plain obnoxious, relying on the...
Jan 20, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
I was never a good fighter. I still remember the first time I got slugged. I was in the second grade, innocently talking with one the prettiest girls on the playground, who was, as it turned out, already engaged to a much older man in the third grade. Their prenuptial...
Jan 13, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
Rural Fairfield County during the 1950’s was an innocent time, a time of moral insulation. We were a church going family—simple farm folks, you might say—who were strangely proud of our humility. When Dad wasn’t delivering milk door to door for Deed’s Dairy, he worked...
Jan 6, 2013 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
The two wonderful people I live with—my wife and her father—are both most comfortable with a fixed schedule… a predetermined routine. They keep journals and calendars at their finger tips and operate according to the plans they carefully made days, even weeks, in...
Dec 30, 2012 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
I was hyperactive before “hyper” was a word. While this is slowly subsiding with age, I also have an attention deficit disorder. When others speak with me, I have to focus carefully because I am so easily distracted; by anything and everything. I feel like a puppy who...
