While I am sitting inside, watching Lake Michigan curl round over and over as the water dances with the shore, Bruce is doing his best to take care of my…
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Ever since we moved to the farm, I’ve wanted to set out our housewarming gift, a cedar bird feeder. I wanted to see blue jays, gold finches, rose-colored grosbeaks, and…
When I was thinking about my retirement, Laura told me to get out while I was strong and healthy, so I could enjoy my free time. Even though I feel…
“Cat sighting!” I called out to Bruce when I saw the black cat stalking through our field. As the weather cooled he worked his way up to our barn….
When I met Bitsy, she sniffed my shoes. Maybe that’s a good sign from a cat that G said used to attack her when she visited her mom. She’s a handsome…
Last fall, Bruce and I drove down North Avenue, past Maywood Park to a church where Kenneth Woodward, former religion editor at Newsweek and Martin Marty, Lutheran scholar, were talking about…
Many people see the year turning, sigh, and say they truly hope the next year goes easier on them. There have been many years where I longed for a better year….
Since we moved to the farm, when I think about Christmas eve, I think about the old legend how the animals speak when the clock moves over midnight. I have…
“Therefore you must be ready, for the Son of Man will arrive at an unexpected hour.” Matt 24:44–a Jesus saying from the gospel on the first Sunday of Advent. Advent is…
The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light. (Rom. 13;12, NIV) I…