A poem from Baxter Black.
With the recent stormy weather came the craving for soup so this week I made a beef vegetable soup. It got me to thinking about our son, Jody, and his chicken noodle soup. We’ve never gotten the chance to enjoy his soup, but his family loves it. More than once, Jody has called us to visit while he waits for a chicken to finish cooking. He uses an oven-baked chicken for the soup, and I’ll bet that he uses some of the drippings in the chicken broth, too.
Relationships are always worth restoring! Because the Christian life is all about learning how to love, God wants us to value relationships and make every effort to maintain them instead of discarding them whenever there is a hurt or a conflict. God has given us the ministry of restoring relationships! That’s why a significant amount of the New Testament is devoted to teaching us how to get along with one another.
Last week’s column was a recollection of what it was like to be a country school teacher. In the column I wrote that my sisters and I attended the Morapos School through the eighth grade and then attended high school in Craig. I goofed. Our sister Darlene attended seven grades at Morapos and then went to eighth-grade at the Craig high school. When I talked to her a few days ago, Darlene explained that having country school kids attend eighth-grade in Craig was a sort of “trend” in those days. It was intended as a sort of transition before starting high school.
Somehow, they made it a heptalogy, all without ever once using a word on screen with that many syllables. Somehow, it became The Most Important Movie in the World. And, somehow, “Furious 7” is entirely enjoyable.
A shadow hovered over the United States in the early '60s. Its darkness lurked in the background as I married and graduated from college; it fell across the school where I taught fourth-grade children the intricacies of long division, comprehension skills of reading, and correct fingering for their flute-o-phones. Busy with my life, I didn’t notice the shadow blacken, move closer, threaten. I didn’t know it would envelope me.
After much public outcry, the federal government has attempted to distance itself from its most recent attempt to trample state law and take or interfere with private water rights. While administration officials are claiming “there’s nothing to see here,” short of guarantees that can only be provided through legislation, our private water rights — on which countless Westerners and communities rely for their livelihood — will continue to be at risk.
We used to call it humor and it was common for people to tell stories and jokes that would ease tension and bring a light to a dark and dreary day. Now people are so concerned about who might see their story or hear their joke, that most have simply stopped sharing. Too bad... the world used to be a fun place before we all started taking ourselves so seriously.
This past week I came upon the funniest picture book ever. “Millie and the Big Rescue” was written by Alexander Steffensmeier who lives in Germany
A few weeks ago, I was given a gift for my birthday. It was one that I will carry with me for as long as I live. My entire family went to the Sunday afternoon Garth Brooks concert.
Easter Sunday dawned clear and cold but what a beautiful day for the Easter service outside, even though all those attending felt the full force of the wind and blankets and wraps were handed out to keep out the cold.
Since hearing about the Country School Reunion that is being planned for this summer, I’ve been thinking a lot about the country schools, especially the Morapos School which can still be seen on our family ranch property.
I have several recipes for Mexican casseroles, most of them that require layering of the ingredients. This week’s “Enchilada Casserole” is a layered casserole, too, but the ingredients are different. Also included in the column is a recipe for a fruit salad that you can serve with the casserole. Enjoy!
Barack Obama took to the Rose Garden to call the nuclear deal with Iran "good," which was just the restrained language he needed, although he also called it "historic." A deal with Iran — a successful deal, anyway — would be Obama's greatest foreign policy achievement. But it was not the time to oversell. It was not — in one enduring lesson of Iraq — the time to claim any missions had been accomplished.
Christians all over the world just celebrated a miraculous event commonly referred to as Easter.