This Sunday, September 7, 2025, happens to be my mother’s death day. Forty-four years ago, she gave birth to her death on Labor day. The night before, I’d dreamed of…
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The Boone County Fair marks the end of summer and the beginning of school. When I was teaching at NIU, I felt pressure to finish my syllabus during fair week….
I started this essay awhile ago but never posted it. I needed something for you to read this week, that I didn’t have to pull out of whole cloth for…
Martin Shaw in Live as Large As Homer challenged us to listen for God’s call. Not just listen but have our eyes wide open to a sight as startling as…
Because there was so much pain and so much grief around the time my brother died—I was abandoned by my extended family, mostly because I lived here and they lived…
WNIJ Perspective: It’s Time for More Research on This Rare Disease When Amy Anderson stumbled, she heard a loud pop. Her ankle had completely folded over. She’d torn her…
A gentleman on Facebook asked me to say how I know Christianity is true. My post questioning God about King Saul prompted his questions and our conversation. Eric is particularly…
Clover has nearly reached up to Morgen’s bridle. She can drop her nose and snatch a purple flower. About a month ago, the field was newly shorn, nearly down to…
Despite road noises, the air itself was quiet when I walked out. Everything was washed gray, the sky, the air, the distant trees and farms. As I turned the corner…
July 3, 2025 Last week Friday, I dreamed thousands of books had to be moved “yesterday“ because my time at school was done. Their spines were all kinds of colors,…