At its heyday, when a thousand ancient Indians farmed at nearby Angel Mounds, they might have escaped the rising waters of the Ohio every Spring by climbing up the massive, rising hills they built. Or, they may have run up to the top just for the view. For my grandson and I, it was more of a pilgrimage than a hike, as we both crossed over the boundaries of an ancient time, one that brought us closer together.

When my 101-year-old father was called up for jury duty, he had a thing or two to tell the court system, and about the last century in general.  Although the gavel hasn’t sounded yet, and the verdict is still out, his incredible life will most certainly be the closing arguments.

Healthy food choices can be a nightmare. Labels on food

items are long and full of complicated words. Print is small or even in other languages! What are we to eat?  ALAS! We

are not alone in our grocery sojourns! Say hello to Mr. Tally Robot-O-Inventory Guy! While he may be mechanically creepy and artificial, deep down in his gut he loves our personal space.

Want to eat healthy? Just cross your fingers, say an organic prayer and you’ll have taken the first nutritional step towards a new diet and a new, healthier you. There are a lot of great wholesome choices out there, and for at least one of my teenage students anyway, healthier choices in his diet would have begun with picking better finger food.

In the leading us besides still waters, God does not turnaround and lead us out on thin ice. How do we measure God’s goodness and mercy? We can look, as the young shepherd David told us in Psalm 23, to the enduring evidence of God’s stability in still waters and green pastures, and place us on more solid ground.

We tend to grow into the name we are given, even if it is not that flattering. It may sound endearing or cute at first when we are young. It may make us feel like we are more accepted or recognized. In our heart we are experiencing a kind of pressure though, a crushing of our spirit. Soon, we will celebrate a holiday where we become who we were meant to be.

Have you read the latest issue of Dogue Magazine? Dogs are now capable of doing things like keeping pace with a Tesla, sniffing out milk products that have expired, and making bank transactions, to name only a few. Dogs will soon hold the key to an even higher

calling and help us get to that transcendent existence where pet peeves will be a thing of the past.

Normally, when the subject of doorknobs comes up, it is because someone has locked themselves in a gas station bathroom and can’t get out without screaming HELP! In my case, talking to doorknobs is a skill, that according to my daughter anyway, I have been fine tuning my entire lifetime. Now, it is determining my very legacy.

There is absolutely no connection between pirates and cement

contractors, but when you keep an address book like mine, logic goes right over the railing and into the raging sea. In fact, if you’re looking for anything between A and Z, you might as well be sailing the ocean without a rudder, which as it turns out, may not be such a bad idea…

but when you are in a crowd of people singing It Is Well With My Soul, things seem to be as warm as toast. Our souls may long for renewal in these frigid days of polar vortexes, but maybe we can find warmth and revival... even a touch of "relevance" ...singing in unison together as one beautiful, intentional voice.