During the month of June we celebrate Father’s Day. Father’s Day for many children is not a happy time.
Recently a dear friend of mine posted an article on her social media page which claimed that a certain agricultural chemical was wreaking havoc on human health. It was quite a fantastic claim, one I immediately knew was false. But in practice, separating fact from fiction and proven from highly speculative can be difficult.
There’s nothing good about a phone call in the middle of the night. Still half-asleep, I could hear my wife, “Who? Oh no! What happened?” After a long pause her tone changed from shock to condolence, “I’m so sorry. He’ll be right over. We will be in prayer.” I thought I heard the name Randy, but still unsure, I asked, “Who is it?” She confirmed, “Randy Reagle just died in a car accident.”
One of the few joys that I’ve been privileged to experience in this life is my love for children. This time of year in particular I think on the lives I’ve touched through the year and whether I will see some if them again. This got me to thinking what impact have we (parents, teachers, and neighbors) left on those precious seed.
May and June are the two months when most of the hay is cut and stored for use during the following winter as feed for cows, goats, sheep and horses. Of course, like everything else associated with farming, harvesting high quality hay is not an exact science. It is more like gambling since there are many factors beyond the farmer’s control.
Spring is upon us and it won’t be long before school doors close for the summer. Parents will soon scramble for ideas to keep their children busy and hopefully learning while school is out.
Every single person that has ever been on this earth or will ever be on this earth is looking for something solid to have in their lives. We are all looking for something or someone who will be rock solid.
With declining attendance and aging populations, many churches have wondered what happened to those good ‘ole days when the pews were full, Sunday school classrooms were overrun with children and youth groups were vital energetic expressions of new faith. While some churches are enjoying these good ‘ole days now, others are wondering what happened to church life as we knew it.
Smith-Lever may sound like the name of a company that makes toothpaste and dryer sheets. And while I can’t imagine life without those things (especially dryer sheets!), it’s arguable that Smith-Lever has had a profoundly deeper impact on our daily life.
It’s that time of the year again. For 100 years, 4-H summer camp has been a life-changing experience, offering campers a greater chance to learn, develop life skills and form attitudes that will help them to become self-directed, productive members of society.