In late August of last year, the Surgeon General declared that parenting could be hazardous to your health. You read that right. Parenting is now in the same category as smoking, alcohol, and other forms of drug abuse. According to the report: All this has caused some people to suggest that parenting today is moreContinue reading “Hazardous to Your Health”
Category Archives: Personally Speaking
First Things First
When we were living in Alabama, I went out one morning to play disc golf on a course at our local sportsplex. Due to the heat and humidity, I was out there early—about 6:45 in the morning. I applied sunscreen, put an extra shirt in my cart, got my rosin bag, range finder, a pearContinue reading “First Things First”
Three boys, a bat, and a birthday (1)
On Sunday nights, I talk with our son and three grandsons (3,5,7) who live in another state. As you might imagine, we have some interesting conversations. The seven-year-old and I exchange bad jokes and good riddles; the five-year-old asks me what I had to eat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; and the three-year-old’s fallback isContinue reading “Three boys, a bat, and a birthday (1)”
Three boys, a bat, and a birthday (2)
With a blanket over my head (since the bat was still zooming around), I went and got my bat gear. Janice stayed under the covers. When I came back into the room, she said she could hear him over by the big window and sure enough there he was—tucked away in the bottom left cornerContinue reading “Three boys, a bat, and a birthday (2)”
If Love Was a Truck
I drive a truck. Sometimes I even think about life in truck terms. I was working with 1 Corinthians 13: 4-8 and trying to come up with a paraphrase of it and . . . well, you can see for yourself what happened. Hopefully, it will be useful to someone. Love has strong shock absorbersContinue reading “If Love Was a Truck”
Ten Lepers and Two Cookies
Our six-year-old grandson (Bryant) lives a few states away, but I get to talk with him and his brothers every Sunday night. Our conversations revolve around sports, bad jokes (“Why couldn’t the pirate recite the alphabet? He kept getting lost at sea”), food, and what they learned in Bible class that morning. We go otherContinue reading “Ten Lepers and Two Cookies”
A Mailbox, a Note, and a Good Neighbor
Our mailbox leads a rather solitary existence. It interacts with our mail carrier once a day, sees either Janice or me the same amount—and that’s it—except for the many vehicles that drive by. Only the vehicles don’t always drive by. One time during a rainstorm a car came off the road and ran over theContinue reading “A Mailbox, a Note, and a Good Neighbor”
A Little Debbie Christmas
It was two days before Christmas in 2020, and one of our friends was down with Covid. She is a schoolteacher, she and her husband have a little girl, and of course she had to remain isolated from both of them. It was a real bummer, but it was just one of those new realitiesContinue reading “A Little Debbie Christmas”
Papa Duster
That’s the name Janice gave to a 1975 Plymouth Duster we had for parts of three decades. I had bought it brand-new for $3,300 before we met in January of 1976. Actually, it was my father who purchased the car and set up a payment plan for me. I was a freshman in college, butContinue reading “Papa Duster”
The Power Of Faith
I wrote this post when Zig Ziglar passed away in 2012. For those of you who don’t recognize the name, he was probably the top motivational speaker of the 80’s and 90’s. Along with Dr. Robert Schuller (of Crystal Cathedral fame), Ziglar popularized the kind of thinking that Norman Vincent Peale had written about a generation earlierContinue reading “The Power Of Faith”
A Taste of Grace with Bruce Green 