As a young boy I watched my father take a chunk of wood and hold it in his calloused hands. Others would see it for what it was: a throw-away piece of wood. My father saw something more, something hidden below the surface. He’d analyze the wood, examining it for imperfections or knots and turn... Continue Reading →
Missing the Big Valley
The kid couldn’t have been older than 15 or 16. His jeans were ripped and his backpack looked like it had seen better days, but he was giving a monologue in the convenience store on all the reasons why he couldn’t wait to leave town to his friend behind the counter. “There’s nothing ever to do.... Continue Reading →
The wisdom of age
I celebrate my birthday in a few weeks. (Important note: Large, expensive presents are encouraged and accepted.) I’m not one to get caught up or agitated by the number on my birth certificate, but it has been a strange experience to see the number of years start to add up. I question how that's even... Continue Reading →
Thank you Mom!
On this Mother’s Day Weekend, I think of all the things my mother gave me and gave up for me. I’ll never be able to thank her completely for everything she did for me. I share the blog I wrote about my mom a few a months ago. My hope is that my blog, An Amish... Continue Reading →
My first PC: long gone but not forgotten
I’m in the market for a new laptop and I’ve been drolling over the new compact and portable Apple MacBook Airs. As I scrolled through Apple's web site the other day, I took notice of all the new "bells and whistles." I got to thinking too about the first personal computer we ever purchased: a desktop... Continue Reading →
Through Mary’s eyes: The day Christ died
In my December 2015 blog, Taking a walk in Mary's footsteps, I posted some thoughts on what Mary might have been thinking about as she gave birth to Jesus. I continue the story by offering a glimpse of how I imagine Mary suffered, seeing her now-grown son crucified on the cross, and how she came to her faith in... Continue Reading →
My neighbors think I’m a vampire and other strange personality traits
I feel the bile first. There’s dread too. The sweaty palms come next. Our daughter works in her college admissions office and one of the admissions counselors asked us recently to attend a local event for accepted students. The counselors and current students would talk about the college. My wife and I were asked to talk about... Continue Reading →
Writing short
You would never know it by reading my writing, but I love short, tight sentences. I’m not a particularly big fan of Stephen King, but I love his often quoted writing advice: “The road to hell is paved with adverbs.” A writer’s site that I follow posted this week “six word stories that tell an... Continue Reading →
Finding my faith
I remember the day clearly in my mind. It was a brisk, sunny day. The wind whipped through the light jacket I wore as I walked across the parking lot. I opened my car door and made a mental note to pick up a heavier jacket when I left later that evening for Washington, D.C. Despite the... Continue Reading →

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