Stuff in the Basement

Maybe it's just me, but it seems that the world has almost forgotten Archbishop Desmund Tutu. In the 90's, when apartheid South Af...

Apparently, while most of white America--and the white world--register birth rates that, someday, threaten extinction, the Amish are prol...

Long, long ago, in the ancient past, a massive chunk of pink quartzite got left behind in the immense wash of an turbulent inland sea. It...

It may well have been one of the best marketing ploys I'd ever come up with--get former Iowa Governor Robert Ray to come to Sioux City...

“ Plowmen have plowed my back and made their furrows long.” Psalm 129:3             There were no clouds, the sun was going down...

For humanity, the wages of sin is death, or so saith holy writ. But it sure warn't that way all over the garden. For weeds, the wages...

What can you see on a July morning in the valley of the Big Sioux? What might you find? Maybe, in dawn's early light, Hawarden, do...

Nothing was better than the Fourth. Nothing. Not Christmas, not my birthday, not the first day of vacation. Nothing shines in my memory li...

It's like a movie, a set piece from a show like  The Music Man , set right here in Iowa. Pioneer days, 1865: a steam engine is belchi...

Charles Wesley wrote something like 9000 poems in his life--can you imagine? It's a wonder he slept. Nearly 6000 were hymns. Even tod...

  “. . .but whose delight is in the law of the Lord.” Psalm 1:2 Those who remember, often call it “the hunger winter” because, in ...

I remember, way back when, some heady discussions about the possibility of a "Christian" political party. I was, back then, in ...

Truth be told this many years later, there were some--even friends--who thought the two of us more than a little improbable. Me?--I thoug...