Stuff in the Basement

“The days of the blameless are known to the LORD. . .” Psalm 37:18 I believe David—I honestly do. This isn’t hyperbole or poeti...

  [Continuing the seasonal classic by Lucy Maude Montgomery, the author of Anne of Green Gables.] At seven Mrs. Martins bells jingled at th...

[I stumbled on this fine, old Canadian classic Christmas yarn a couple of weeks ago and was charmed. It's pitifully smarmy, but so is Di...

Came home from Sioux City yesterday via Hwy 12, which hugs the Big Sioux River and thereby is, hands down, the most beautiful drive in our c...

Take time to be holy, The world rushes on; Much time spend in secret With Jesus alone; The life of William Dunn Longstaff, who wrote those l...

The woman (above) is Joy Donley, someone I met years ago when we both performed at some long-forgotten Christmas program in the Twin Cities....

It's not a great shot. I'm not sure that, should I be there today, I could do any better. It doesn't have the focus I'd have...

  . . .all your waves and breakers have swept over me.”  Psalm 42:7 Lots of my students affix Bible verses to their e-mail messages, but the...

Once upon a time, some blessed two-year-old, now fifty-something, took a red crayon to this handsome local pair. Mom and dad, I'm sure, ...

This is how it came off the press in ye olden days--it's the printing crew of The Banner , circa 1930s (?). Used to be that printing the...

With cheek and jaw stiff with Novocain, I figured I could spend that ugly frozen time outside yesterday, given that the weather was scandalo...

It was a sweet opportunity. From the moment it was offered, I knew it would be, for me at least, a joy. It's been 55 years since I gradu...

Trust me, I could tell you her story. I've been living with it for five years, although the Covid year (and more) can't be counted i...