Hello from my study on the acre, As I grew up in the early 6os and into the 70s, certainly our country was coming of age, so to speak. We were in a different world and the United States was understood quite differently than it had been certainly up through the First World War andContinue reading “Being an American . . . Not as Easy as Perhaps We Thought”
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When Hope Devolves into Despair
Hello from my yard, Completing my seminary education in St. Paul, and living in the Twin Cities for 5 years, and then only an hours commute for another 6, I feel I am pretty acquainted with the metropolitan area. Likewise growing up in NW Iowa in what was considered a pretty large town at theContinue reading “When Hope Devolves into Despair”
A Different Reformation
Hello from the kitchen bar on the Acre, I wish I had a magic wand like Harry Potter is able to carry, but if I did what would I do with it? What would be reasonable in this present situation? At what place, or specific point in time, do I wish I could go backContinue reading “A Different Reformation”
I was Fourteen . . . Tin soldiers and . . .
Hello from my kitchen on a Sunday morning, I went to bed early last night and slept pretty well. Up once around 2:00, but this time I was able to go back to sleep somewhat quickly and slept until about 6:30. As usual, I did some reading and some praying. After some morning preparations forContinue reading “I was Fourteen . . . Tin soldiers and . . .”
Observing Responses to Greatness and Humility
Good Saturday evening, I am back in my office needing to work on a multitude of things, but my mind cannot get the images of so many who attended the funeral of the Honorable Late Senator John S. McCain III and the resounding tribute about a human being who epitomized the serving of a causeContinue reading “Observing Responses to Greatness and Humility”
Learning Begins Again
Hello from my corner of the office, It always seems to be the case that when I believe, or begin to believe, I have in some shape or fashion figured out what my life is about, the fastball of fate whizzes by my ear. Not only did I miss it, I am not sure IContinue reading “Learning Begins Again”
Realities
Good early morning, It is about 2:30 a.m. and I am awake and thinking. I received a message today(technically yesterday) that a former teaching colleague, and co-Vietnam veteran, passed away. He was only a couple years older than me and we actually served in Vietnam at a similar time. However, he was in the bush where IContinue reading “Realities”
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