The Song of the Meadowlark

My mother, June Schurch, was raised on the prairies of eastern South Dakota. She spent her childhood on a farm with several brothers and sisters, and became a teenager during the worst of the 1930s Depression. One of Mom’s chores around the farm was herding...

The Girl Who Was Looking for a Bible

Monday night of this week, after a school personnel meeting, I quickly stopped in at the Bellevue Barnes and Noble store. I made my usual rounds to my areas of interests, including the Christianity section, where I was looking for a particular Bible version. Seated on...

Rumors of War

Yesterday afternoon, just before sundown, US and other forces allied against Syria’s use of chemical weapons launched attacks on at least three sites in or near Damascus. And as the sun set, nobody was sure just what the response would be from Russia, Syria’s staunch...

“The Only Skin Tightener Men Will Ever Need”

I like to keep up with the news, and have a couple of well-known “news aggregator” sites I go to on my computer tablet. These sites don’t stick to either a liberal or conservative line, but draw from both categories, and I enjoy cautiously reading through them. But as...

The Sustainer

Friday of this week I gave a chapel talk to the elementary students at Kirkland Seventh-day Adventist School. I told them what I learned about God from some animals and birds in my life on a South Dakota farm. Poochie, our dark-brown boxer, was not a particularly...

A Pattern and a Plan

I’m on the email list of my hometown high school, and have been hearing how the venerable old buildings are going to be replaced by brand-new structures. Recently, workers were dismantling a temporary wall built several years ago when they discovered inside a gigantic...