The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were sitting on the back porch admiring the close of the day. Nothing is more relaxing than sitting together drinking coffee, glad that another day has quietly slipped by.
The Catholic Church uses a liturgical calendar to mark our time as we await the Second Coming of Jesus. There are five liturgical seasons: Advent, Christmas, Ordinary Time, Lent, and Easter Season. Each season reminds us of the story of our...
I love spring! (I love winter more, but I do love spring next!) Saturday, May 16, I was standing on the golf course waiting for the foursome ahead of us to hit their approach shot so we could tee off. All of a sudden, I noticed just how noisy it was.
I realize the truth is difficult to swallow at times. When we have been taught and have believed something for a long time, it is difficult to believe something else could be true.
Love is the most abused word in the English Language. I love pizza. I love my dog. I love you. Does the word “love” really apply to each of these? The Greeks had three words for love: eros, philos, and agape. They are more appropriate...
I do not know if grouchy comes with old age or if in old age you are too weak to subdue it. I guess it does not really matter because I am having a little bit of trouble along this line. My grouchy seems to be getting out of control.
In His Presence Healing Rooms Ministry is hosting Joan Hunter for a healing conference this summer at Carmel Christian Center Church in Plain City.
The Commandments instruct us to “Honor your Father and Mother.” This is a 24/7, 365-days-a-year commandment. The annual celebration of Mother's Day gives focus to our efforts.
I received my new golf clubs last week from Sakata, Japan. It seemed like it took forever for them to make it from Japan to London, Ohio. When I pulled them out of my bag on Saturday, lined the face of the club up with the ball, drew back and swung...
I was rearranging some bookshelves to make room for a few new books when it happened. I was in for a surprise and did not quite know it. There behind some books on my bookshelf was an old family photo album I had not seen in years.
“Sticks and stone may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Whoever said this has never had someone speak badly to them.
Jesus said, “I am the Good Shepherd. I know mine and mine know me.”