Monthly Archives: October 2018

Paulette and I toured Israel in 2011. We’ll never forget the joy of seeing so many Biblical sites. Our Israeli guide explained the religious significance of the places we visited. At each site, she had a member of the group … Continue reading →

This is how we were created. To have dominion over everything. To me, just a half an hour ago, it came to me in stark relief. On my way into church, getting ready to make the long, swooping curve on … Continue reading →

The words are familiar. The prayer attributed to St. Francis of Assisi.   St. Francis calls on us to be God’s instrument; the calling is noble but the task so difficult. How can we ever measure up? Perhaps it will … Continue reading →

In Hebrew, the language of the Old Testament, the word for wait means to expect, to hope, to hang on. Sometimes our interpretation of wait is: inconvenience, untimeliness, aggravation, unpleasantness. In a Bible study once, I learned the answers for … Continue reading →

I have such fond memories of my Confirmation Classes at Ascension Lutheran Church in Milwaukee. Every Saturday morning, for all of 7th and 8th grade, 25 of us met for “Instructions.” Every Sunday morning, we were required to attend two … Continue reading →

“Slow down, you move too fast.”  The opening line to Simon and Garfunkel’s “The 59th Street Bridge Song” has been repeating in my head for the last couple of weeks. I have moved from the slow and steady pace of … Continue reading →

Richard Paul Evans writes in his novel The Noel Diary:  “Holding on to anger is like swallowing poison and hoping someone else will die.”  Wow! I generally think of anger as something that hurts other people. I’ve seen it constantly … Continue reading →

My views on class attendance made a big change from when I was a student to when I became a teacher. When I was a student, I felt that as long as I mastered the material it shouldn’t matter whether … Continue reading →

This could be another instance of how the English language can be so complicated. So many antonyms, synonyms, spellings that get “confuzzled” (that’s an Amy word). Sometimes the only way to have peace of mind is to give someone a … Continue reading →

He was a carpenter. He had a strong back and skilled hands. In 1933 he worked on the construction of an impressive Gothic chapel. During the construction process, the college called all the workman together regularly for prayer. Included in … Continue reading →