WEEKLY DEVOS

The invitation came in the mail late last winter promising “great food and a good time!” I thought, “Sure, why not?” It had been over 40 years since I graduated and it was time to check in with my Berne Union classmates. I mentioned the reunion to Marilyn and returned...

The sign read, “Please wait to be seated.” We were traveling through Grand Rapids and stopped at a familiar restaurant chain for breakfast. Our hostess yelled her greeting from across the room, saying she’d be right with us. Scooping up an armload of dirty dishes, I...

Normally I would be disappointed, even disturbed to be seated near a smoker, but there was something haunting about the rich aroma that wafted toward our table. Marilyn and I stopped at a local restaurant for dinner and were escorted to an outside patio. No sooner had...

Like most boys, I dreamed of becoming a licensed driver. I rolled it over the tongue of my imagination, savoring its flavor. Finally the day arrived and I was about to step out on my own, authorized by the State of Ohio as a legally licensed driver. I was street...

I was deeply troubled that I may have to make my debut at Jimmy’s Drive In behind the wheel of our family’s 1957 Ford station wagon. Not only was it a stodgy wagon with way too many doors, it was a dull green, economy model with black wall tires and dog-dish hubcaps....

Mike lived in a great neighborhood for kids. It seemed every house had youngsters our age. As soon as we stepped off his bus, a basketball game spontaneously erupted in his driveway. It was the first time I had stayed overnight with a friend from school, and I’ll...