
There’s an old freedom song from the 60s we used to sing. Sometimes, still, I hear it today. When I read todays passage from Luke’s gospel, that old song bubbled right up in my mind. Ain’t gonna let nobody turn…
Read MoreStrive to enter the narrow gate. That sounds like a lot of work. Actual effort. I must confess that my early college career was not stellar by any sense of the word. I can still hear my kindly German teacher,…
Read MoreIt has been said that the past is never past. Our history, for good or ill continues to live in and through us. When I was in the Army, stationed at Ft. Sam Houston in San Antonio, Texas, I discovered…
Read MoreAs we were preparing to leave for an errand, I opened the trunk of my old Buick and one of my sons looked in. Shaking his head, he asked, “Dad, does the landfill company pay you rent to keep their…
Read MoreThe other day a young fellow came to the house to change the batteries in our pendants. Those are the things given to us at Pilgrim Place to alert the staff should we fall and can’t get up. Or worse…
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