April 26, 2023April 26, 2023Parsonage Parables Category 3 Memories My dad asked me to drive him to a funeral. It was the funeral of the wife of a college friend, who […]
July 26, 2019July 26, 2019Parsonage Parables Footprint Fifty years ago, we were at a camp somewhere in Wisconsin. Probably thirty people were glued to a 12 inch, black and […]
May 13, 2016November 2, 2018Jan to June 2016, Parsonage Parables Hot Coal Wisdom When our son was almost two years old, we were camping and he spent the day picking up rocks. He picked up […]