I have a scrap pail beside my sink. Apple peelings, pear cores, old lettuce, stale bread, carrot ends and such get tossed into it for the horses. These scraps don't seem like much to me, compared to the whole fruit or fresh bread, but the … Read more

I like to laugh. A funny joke, an amusing story, or some old-fashioned, silent, slapstick movie usually has me creasing with laughter. I also love being in the company of family and friends, when we share funny stories, do daft things, … Read more

Recently, I have had a need for a computer technician. It has been amazing to watch a young person going through the different phases of fixing my computer, clicking keys to control the manifold systems with understanding and skill, … Read more

"Everything was meaningless!" These cynical words in Ecclesiastes erupted from an aging man as he reflected on the tragic mistakes he had made earlier in life. He had determined to find meaning somewhere "under the sun" (Ecclesiastes 1:3) — somewhere … Read more

I love playing games — nothing too physical — with my wife. I delight in being daft — manipulating words — with anyone silly enough to be around when I am in the mood. As I get older, this tends … Read more

How many of us have not been exactly where the author of Ecclesiastes found himself in verse 17? He was hating life. Why? Because he hated his job, the work that was done under the sun. He felt that his … Read more

If I had the wisdom of Solomon, the patience of John, the meekness of Moses, the strength of Sampson, the obedience of Abraham, the compassion of Joseph, the tears of Jeremiah, the poetic skill of David, the prophetic voice of … Read more