Faith, Fiction, Friends

Three United States presidents have issued Thanksgiving Day proclamations. George Washington issued the first proclamation, as the new Repub...

We celebrate Thanksgiving Day because of Henry VIII, the Gunpowder Plot, the 1619 landing of 38 English colonists in Virginia (without slave...

After Psalm 122   Odd to think of a city with a dual nature,  as if you were telling two tales of one city. It was first bound together, thi...

After Psalm 95 Lifted: our hands wave, His hand wraps the earth. Lifted: our hands applaud, His hands shape mountains. Lift...

After Psalm 95 It is the noise we hear first, a joyful noise, punctuated with cymbals, drums, hands, and other instruments ...

I believed the worst was behind, the voyage over, cramped and tossing, the first winter, harsh, finishing the house as the snow b...

Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever . Psalm136:1 I live in a country where I am free to worship, free...

It is my one day, my one day is today to be lifted from the stack where I’m carefully kept, paper napkins between us so we don’t ...

                                                             Cameron Young                                                          ...

It’s a new year, and instead of starting with resolutions (which I’m always bad about keeping anyway), I’d like to begin with thanksgivi...

For years when I was growing up in New Orleans, part of the wonder of Thanksgiving and Christmas were the family dinners – and they were ...

We have two sons, born almost eight years apart. There’s a reason for that. The first one was such a tornado that we didn’t think we could ...

Jennifer Dukes-Lee has featured my Thanksgiving post from last year as a report at her blog, Getting Down with Jesus . Take a look -- and re...

My first thought is of roads. Quiet roads. Roads busy with traffic only in the spring and fall, when planters and combines and tractors ar...

He stands, watches; Studies the stubble In the field, Stubble to keep Soil intact, Protecting; Something like the Stubble on his face. She s...

He’s one of three million Americans. This particular one lives and works in northwest Iowa. He does what his father did before him – he farm...