When you take a boat ride on Lake of the Woods you can watch eagles soar high above the water.
Strange how things change as we age, we sometimes think we are so independent that we really do not need the friendship and help of others.
Many of you folks who read this column told me that there are times in your own Christian walk when your heart over flows with praise for what God has done in your life.
We look at our Lord’s life and crucifixion here on earth and listen to his words and we say, “Here is someone who understands what is happening to us.”
I love being a senior. I enjoy the never ending conversation with people who have lived a long time.
The apostle Peter calls us “newborn babies.” We know infants have but their mother and father to take care of them.
Time and again I question why parents sometimes feel the pain and hurt of their children; even before the children tell them of pain that they experience.
Christmas reminds us of the fact that Jesus came to this Earth at just the right time.
As a young sailor in the Canadian Navy in 1956, I read the ships order for the following day.
What makes a person humble? Have you ever felt humbled when you discovered that you had the privilege of, let’s say, “Teaching some very profound truth.”
