The church of my youth, North Platte Berean (a split from a mainline Baptist denomination in 1936), was the one and only church experience for me as a youth with a pastor who had come to serve there in its infancy. He served it for nearly 50 years so I experienced only one preaching pastor but... Continue Reading →
Back to Gretna – Yeah! Always good to get away and equally good to get home! Amen? Thanks for the time to be away! Andy Buttermore (with son David), Randy McFarling (with sons Jake and Max) and I left Friday morning, Oct. 2, for the Big Horn Mountains of Wyoming a set up a hunting camp just... Continue Reading →
Toward the end of May, Janet asked me if I would go on a diet with her. Without asking any questions I said, “Yes.” I should have asked some questions. A good rule in life is to always ask questions before saying, “Yes.” But working hard to be a serving husband, I submitted to her plan and continue to... Continue Reading →
I made a nearly fatal mistake by saying “Yes” to Janet at the end of May when she asked me if I would go on a diet with her. I should have asked a BUNCH of questions! Meat and veggies (I’ve never eaten so much green food!) and no potatoes, pop, pizza, bread, chips, beans, ICE CREAM... Continue Reading →
I am sitting on my deck at 8:30pm on a Wednesday. After a hot day, it is a very pleasant evening. I’m drinking tea and enjoying peace and some chatter with Janet. Thank you, Lord. What sparked this musing is the sound of children playing in a yard nearby. I listened, then found myself prompted to grab my laptop... Continue Reading →
Thinking of Jesse Buttermore shipping her sons off to war... All eight boys would have sat at the crystal set on December 8, 1941 to hear President F. D. Roosevelt declare war on the Axis powers that had just brutally attacked Pearl Harbor. I don’t know the dates nor the order but within a year... Continue Reading →
We come to Memorial Day weekend and the annual prod to think about those who have parted having touched our lives. And so many now gone did touch our lives directly and indirectly and some very powerfully – one thinks of parents foremost here. How sad that we don’t appreciate enough their sacrifices, wisdom, and love... Continue Reading →
Mother, you have left me, promoted to God’s throne room You embraced Jesus as Savior about the time I was born You wanted a church on a mission – young lives to groom While searching you came to know Jesus as your salvation horn You were diligent to personally know and follow Jesus Your... Continue Reading →
Janet and I were just in North Platte to be with my Father to celebrate his 92nd birthday. He lives in the house where I spent all my teen years and where Janet and I took five babies for events and vacations ("2102" became his, and ours, in 1959). Mom passed in November 2015 but... Continue Reading →
Coming home from North Platte this morning I saw a billboard that read: “Nothing says Nebraska like - the Nebraska State Fair” (or something close to that). I thought: Really? Seriously? What? Maybe true for 3 or 4 or 11, but for most and for me? Not even close! So, what might first come to mind when one... Continue Reading →
a PK Musing 