My old farmer Grandpa gave me a clipping from a newspaper the other day titled “An Old Farmer’s Advice.” That’s like my grandpa, to take a liking to some writing or another and pass it on. And because it’s from my grandpa, and because I like my grandpa, I will pass it on to you. […]
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So, Chicago doesn’t really stink, at least not where I was. But one of the many interesting facts I learned during my weekend visit is that “Chicago” is thought to be a derivative of a Native American word meaning “smelly onion.” I went to Chicago to visit my friend Naomi, who is there for the
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What, to you, makes a satisfactory life? This is the question Dave Schlabach asked recently during revival meetings at my church. I thought of my reservoir of goals, dreams, and desires and wondered which of them, fulfilled, would give me reason to say, “Now this is a life well lived.” All of them? One or
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A week ago today, Dad and Mom sold the cows. I’ve been wishing for this to happen for years now. Ever since they started the cleaning jobs, around three years ago, they’ve worked too hard. They’ve had to milk the cows morning and evening, of course, besides feeding and cleaning barn and putting up hay
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I briefly considered calling this post “Mennonite and Single,” but that sounds too much like a profile I might put on a Mennonite dating site—a “here I am, come and get me” type of line. Several of my non-Mennonite friends, concerned about my lack of a husband, have actually suggested I start a dating service
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