May
31
2022
When I look back on my Dad's Words of Hope, I am proud of the work he did, which wasn't so much the words of hope he wrote but the words of hope he lived. We can be inundated...
May
30
2022
In the book of John, we have this definition of love, “Greater love has no one than this, that he lays his life down for his friends.” In this brief definition, we have the image of love involving...
May
27
2022
One of the most famous lines at NBC Camps was a question Dad asked. He would ask the campers, “How’s your PMA?” They would jump up and respond, “Boy, am I enthusiastic.” PMA stands for positive mental attitude,...
May
26
2022
Dad and I loved to memorize. One of the best gifts he gave me was my passion for memorizing scripture and poetry. We started in 2005, and now, I have many working verses that take me quite a while...
May
25
2022
I am reading Ulysses by James Joyce. Truly not the easiest read but entertaining nonetheless. He takes the day in the life of one man and gives these 24 hours epic importance as the great Greek stories from Homer....
May
24
2022
I read about a twin separated from her sister for years. Her grandmother lost her in a crowded market in Korea when she was quite young. Though her family searched for her, they never found her. She had contracted...
May
23
2022
I recently asked what is bringing someone joy lately, and he responded by learning about trees. He said with all the latest advances in forestry, so much is being learned about trees no one knew before. In the past,...
May
20
2022
When Shann and I had three daughters, we imagined a home full of love and joy for one another. How could we make this dream a reality? We wanted sisters who felt total devotion and support for each other...
May
19
2022
I read a statement, “Zealous judgment closes us off from revelation.” This statement would have immediately caused me to pick up the phone and call my Dad. “Hey, Dad,” I would say, “Let me read you a statement and...
May
18
2022
My Dad’s celebration of life is nearing. I look forward to honoring the life of my Dad. Dad loved parties because he loved people. He delighted in each person and remembered the names of campers who attended camp years...
