Growing Up (6)

Growing Up (6)

We’ve been babysitting our granddaughter Madeline this summer, while her mother and father work. Her other grandparents attend a conservative Baptist church and have made some effort to bring Madeline around to their way of thinking, so I’ve taught Madeline to say,...
Growing Up (6)

Growing Up (1)

This past Monday, I was in a bad mood, out of sorts, and Joan was getting exasperated with me. We ordinarily get along very well, but I discerned from her plain Quaker speech that she was exasperated with me. “What’s wrong with you today?” she asked. I didn’t want to...
Touchstones

Touchstones

When I was little, I’d play a game with my brothers. We didn’t have a name for it, but if we played it today, we’d probably call it What If? It went like this. What if you had to lose one of your five senses, which one would it be? Sight, smell, hearing, taste, or...
Touchstones

The God of Sarah

I remember when Russ Arnold, a bright and thoughtful Jewish man who taught the Bible and religion over at DePauw, used to worship with us. His wife, Ginger, was Christian, so they attended Quaker meeting because we didn’t try to turn him into a Christian. Every now...
Fruits of the Spirit (1)  (Galatians 5:22)

Fruits of the Spirit (1) (Galatians 5:22)

When I graduated from seminary, I was pastoring a little Quaker meeting in the city, but wanted to work my way up to a big church, then become the General Secretary of Friends United Meeting, which is the closest thing the Quakers have to a pope, except for the power...