Going Home

I’ve traveled this stretch of gravel road hundreds of times. It was one of the ways that I could reach my grandparents’ place.

It’s been a number of years since they have passed away. Yet, I still go through here occasionally as I make deliveries.

Seeing this picture reminds me of all of the times that I spent visiting with Grandpa and Grandma. If they were home, the doors were unlocked, because they loved having family stop by. There was always something interesting to talk about – often with a cup of tea or can of pop, along with something to eat. They made it feel like home for many of us who would stop by to visit.

This photo also reminds me of one day going Home – not to visit, but to stay. I look forward to the meal and conversation when I’m seated with other “family” at the table in the Father’s house. I hope to chat with you there!

Have a great day!

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Dreams, Hats and Trucks

Recently our son asked my wife and me what he should be someday.  His mind has already come up with some interesting ideas of jobs that he would love to pursue.  So, his question was interesting.

As I think about his question, I’m thinking of one of my own childhood dreams – having a few trucks.  It was my plan to one day hand that business over to my son.  Like the picture shows, I wanted him to follow in my steel-toed footsteps – right down to having similar Peterbilt caps – his, of course is the “Future Trucker” one.

I know that there are some who would say that I shouldn’t want to pass on my career dreams to my son.  My parents didn’t even do that for me – since they knew that trucking isn’t an easy business to be in.  Yet, there’s something about wanting to share a dream with your child and seeing them become excited with the same things that interest you.

As parents, we want our children to grow up into healthy, responsible adults.  We want to see them become compassionate individuals who care about others and seek to do their best at serving others.  .

While trucking continues to fascinate me, I’m learning that part of parenting is allowing children to make their own choices.  It doesn’t mean that you don’t offer then advice, but rather, being there for them – coaching and cheering them on so that they will make wise decisions.

Who knows, perhaps one day, I may still end up with trucks.  Perhaps, my son will decide on his own to be a trucker, as well.  But, if none of that happens, then we’ll meet whatever the future holds with excitement knowing that the Creator’s plans are best.

Have a great day!

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Reflecting on Change

We often take things for granted. People will always be around. Places will never change. It’s as if you and I expect that things will always remain the same.

Yet, transitions are a part of life. In fact, it’s been said that the only constant in life is change.

Take this scene. I was leaving a delivery and was met by the view that’s seen here.

Living in this region for my entire life – more than forty years, I’ve often enjoyed scenes like this. Yet, sometimes they seem to become ordinary as I go from one thing to the next.

The small barn was a central part of some farm at one time. Animals were cared for, crops stored and many conversations were had inside the walls of that old structure.

One can imagine the crops that were raised on those rolling hills. Or, perhaps the dairy cattle in a neighboring pasture bring to mind the countless animals that have grazed in those meadows over the years.

A little church sits out of view to the right of the scene. One can imagine the voices of children playing outside. If you stop long enough, it may almost seem possible to hear hymns coming from that chapel.

If you reflect just a little further, it’s hard to imagine that this area was largely forested just over a couple hundred years ago. This land, once home to the Lenape Delaware, was part of America’s original “western frontier.”

Considering all of this, it’s especially easy to see how often we take the Creator for granted. Just as this scene looks like a patchwork quilt, God is busy sewing every part of our lives together.

In this world that constantly encourages movement, please take a few minutes to stop and reflect. You will likely find a sense of peace as you feel His encouragement.

Have a great day!

“Taste and see that the Lord is good…” – Psalm 34:8 (NIV)

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A Time to Plow

I recently photographed this team of draft horses on a farm that I was making a delivery to. They were taking a break from plowing while the farmer stepped away briefly to attend to something else.

Now that we’re in spring, sights like this are common around here. It’s not unusual to watch neighboring farmers plant their crops – one using modern equipment, while another uses horsepower from another era. Both forms of farming are fascinating to watch.

In the book of Ecclesiastes, we’re reminded of the various seasons of life – including times to plant and reap.

This picture is an interesting reminder of a once common sight across America. It also helps us to remember the importance of the various seasons – and to keep our eyes on the One who plans out our lives.

Have a great day! 🙂

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A New Season Reveals New Life

Many of us are excited to see the first days of spring arrive. Flowers start to bloom, tree buds appear and lawns begin to green. Newborn animals are seen in pastures. At the same time, many people enjoy the arrival of spring sports and campfires with friends.

With the arrival of spring comes Easter. It’s symbolic of the new life that awaits all who seek God’s forgiveness for their sins, and accept His Son, Jesus, as their Lord and Savior.

Many think about the death and resurrection of Jesus at Easter. We recall the horrible way that He suffered and died. At this time, we also remember how Christ triumphantly defeated death when He rose from the grave.

During these early days of a new season, please take some time to reflect on the newness of life with Christ. Let those thoughts draw you near to the Savior who loves you so much that He would rather die than live without you.

Have a great day!

“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.” – John 3:16 (NIV)

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Easter – Jesus and Others

We don’t always see trials, problems or people as blessings. Instead, they’re often viewed as obstacles, inconveniences and irritations to our plans.

What if Jesus had seen us in the same way? After all, He had to leave Heaven to take on our dirt, guilt and shame.

He could have seen us as obstacles, nuisances and frustrations that had to be dealt with.

Yet, Jesus saw each of us with compassion and love – chosen ones who His Father had created, and He was willing to die for.

Easter is a time to remember Jesus’ love for us. It’s also a reminder that life isn’t about you and me, but all about Him.

Let His love be a reminder of how we should treat and view others.

Have a great day!

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If This House Could Talk

Down a small gravel road, more than a mile from the nearest blacktop highway, stands this old house. As one can see, the house looks forlorn – open to the elements as windows and doors are missing.

Sitting abandoned for many years, the paint disappeared long ago. In the light, the old wood siding shows its dull gray coloring from years of aging and exposure to the elements.

Even in winter, the house is almost hidden. It sits lonely in a wooded area – where a yard once had been. There are a couple interesting features about the property . A small ravine is just a few feet from the front door. Also, a much newer house stands in an open area a few hundred yards from this old structure.

I have loved old homes since I was a boy. In fact, my parents raised my sister and me in an old farmhouse.

Near the time when we became teens, our Dad and Mom bought an old Victorian house. It became a labor of love that united us closer as a family over the years as we worked on the property. Many memories were made as we undertook various projects together there. Looking back, I wonder if the house was our parents’ way of keeping me and my sister from getting into too much mischief?!

Thinking about these two houses, I wonder about all of the things that happened within their walls. What were the families like who once treasured these houses as their homes?

Many of us want the newest things such as houses, clothing, vehicles and electronics. We live in a world that values possessions. But, we’re also quick to discard anything that is seen as obsolete or of no value. These old homes beg us to think about what we value – and, what is quickly thrown out and abandoned.

We are the same way with people. As long as someone brings value to us, or they’re fun to be with, than we want them in our lives. Unfortunately, we often don’t give time to those who may be different, or who we don’t believe brings value to our lives.

We become richer when you and I learn to love and have compassion for others – especially those who are not like us. It is often in those relationships where we learn new things about ourselves, and find the true value and joy that come from engaging with others.

Old houses have taught me some important lessons about buildings and relationships – primarily that beauty can be found in both. There’s often so much more value to see – if we will just take the time to discover it.

Have a great day!

“Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.” – 1 Thessalonians 5:11 (NIV)

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New Life at Easter

“Our Lord has written the promise of the resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in spring-time.”  –  Martin Luther

Growing up in the country, one of the things that I often enjoyed was the new life that was born in the spring.  You saw it as trees, plants and newborn animals all came to life.

Another, more important, reminder of new life starting in spring is Easter.  It is the day that we, who are Christians, take time to reflect on Jesus resurrection from the grave.

Perhaps, though, you are wondering about the claims that Jesus rose from the grave.  That is fine.  Questions are always a great way to learn something.

First off, we have various authors’ written claims of Jesus’ resurrection in the Bible.  We also have accounts by secular historians of His day – such as Josephus.  In addition, we have physical evidence that has been unearthed by archeologists.  All of these sources tell us that Jesus and His followers were actual people that lived at the time that the Bible tells us.

We also see how Jesus died.  He was flogged 39 times, forced to carry a wooden cross, nailed to that cross and hung there for several hours, speared by a Roman guard and placed in a tomb.  After facing all of this, how could He have remained alive and been strong enough to roll a stone that some estimate could have weighed up to 4,000 pounds and defeated Roman guards that were standing guard at the stone?

Why did the Pharisees and other Jewish leaders have the Roman authorities post a guard?  After all, Jesus was dead – and His disciples had all deserted Him.  How was He going to leave a tomb?

Yet, those same men who had fled would eventually all believe in His resurrection and be willing to be persecuted for their belief in Him.  If they did not truly believe in Jesus death and resurrection, why would they have died for a lie?

The question that each of us is forced to answer is what are we going to do with the death and resurrection of Jesus?  Will we accept Him as our Lord and Savior, or are we going to deny Him?  Jesus allows us to make our own decision – wanting us to come to Him on our own.

In closing, let me share with you something else that I have seen in nature.

When land has been burned, new growth always comes and grows in the place that was destroyed by fire.  In the same way, sin has come to destroy us.  But, if we are willing, Jesus wants to come and reside within us – creating a new life out of our ashes.

Have a great day!

“Jesus answered, ‘I am the way and the truth and the life.  No one comes to the Father except through Me.’”  –  John 14:6 (NIV)

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Spring, New Life and Maple Sap

Many people associate the arrival of spring with flower blooms, tree buds, newborn animals and the arrival of birds chirping. After the cold of winter, the new season is a welcome sight as the temperatures start to warm and people once again enjoy outdoor activities.

In the first days of March, as cold nights give way to mild days, another sight welcomes spring around here. It’s common to see plastic bags, tubing or buckets suspended from Maple trees to collect the sap that flows from them.

Once collected, the sap is taken to a sugarhouse. Here it’s cooked down – allowing the water to be evaporated, leaving the sweet, brown, sticky substance that we call Maple syrup. Many of us love to cover homemade pancakes and waffles with it. Still, others enjoy it as a cooking ingredient, or made into sweet Maple candies.

As the weather changes and grows mild, let’s remember the beauty of spring. Nature’s signs help us to visualize another aspect of the season: Easter and the new life that it represents.

In these first days of spring, I hope that you’ll enjoy the fresh air, sunshine and new life that are springing up all around. My family and I will join you!

Have a great day!  🙂

“Taste and see that the Lord is good…”  –  Psalm 34:8a (NIV)

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Not Just Another Farm

At first glance, it appears to be just another Amish-owned property. In many ways, it looks like one of the thousands of old farms in the rolling hills of eastern Ohio.

Perhaps, there’s more to this place than what readily appears. As someone who loves history, this farm is something of interest.

Since I was a young boy, I’ve heard the story that this place was once a station on the Underground Railroad. As men, women and children of African heritage escaped the cruel bondage of slavery in the south, homes like this became stopovers for them as they made their ways to safe places in the northern states and Canada.

While this particular location hasn’t been confirmed, it’s very probable since the escape network had other stops in the region. Along the route, these places provided food, lodging and protection to these refugees seeking a better life. The homes along the way were a means for families to show compassion and the love of Christ to those in need.

While a memory of America’s past, this farm is a reminder that we all need help. It’s also helps to underscore the simple truth that God often uses ordinary people to carry out many of His extraordinary blessings and purposes.

Have a great day!

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