Crazy About Them (Poop-a-geddon)

Crazy About Them (Poop-a-geddon) (Fairview Heights, Illinois circa 2013) Fridays are normally a day with the grandchildren. Melissa watches all four of them each weekday and since I take Fridays off, we are all in the house together all day. I used to sleep in every Friday, take the dog on a late walk, takeContinue reading “Crazy About Them (Poop-a-geddon)”

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You Don’t Hear Fathers Talk About This Much

You don’t hear father’s talk about this much. This is an excerpt from my latest book: Re-Conversion (The “God is Good” Story) (Sumner, Illinois, circa 1996) Sometime in late 1992, I attended a seminar on how to do ministry with Senior Adults held in Peoria, Illinois. There was this feeble, little man who inched upContinue reading “You Don’t Hear Fathers Talk About This Much”

The Discipline of the Lord (Comes Swiftly and from the Left Side) 

The Discipline of the Lord (Fort Worth, Texas circa 1969) Dad is a southpaw.  There are two files in my memory that verify this fact.  One concerns the fact I could never use his baseball glove.  I could catch with it but I always threw like a girl.  (These days girls throw really well, soContinue reading “The Discipline of the Lord (Comes Swiftly and from the Left Side) “

Love on the Wall (and Scissors in the Drawer)

I had a wonderful neighbor and a parishioner in my seminary years. She was a 90 year old widow who lived across the street from the parsonage. She often invited The House of Bishop to her larger family events and we were grateful. For the three years I served that student appointment in Georgia, sheContinue reading “Love on the Wall (and Scissors in the Drawer)”

The Adams Family and Thanksgiving

The Adams’ Family (San Antonio, Texas, circa 1973) It was the fall of 1973.  The year before dad had left the pastoral ministry and moved our family to San Antonio, Texas.  He became part of an evangelistic ministry founded by evangelist Sammy Tippit called God’s Love in Action.  They did street ministry and smuggled BiblesContinue reading “The Adams Family and Thanksgiving”

Liam (the son I will never know)

Re-Conversion (Sumner, Illinois, circa 1996) Sometime in late 1992, I attended a seminar on how to do ministry with Senior Adults held in Peoria, Illinois. There was this feeble, little man who inched up to the platform (like Tim Conway used to do on the “Carol Burnett Show”) and opened the thing up by proclaimingContinue reading “Liam (the son I will never know)”