Camping had become a vacation of choice when I was a child of 7 or 8. Our family’s first camping excursion is a blur, having faded in my memory and beyond reach. It’s the second or third attempt that stands out—because it didn’t happen. In the summer of ’67, plans…
Last Saturday, the sun gleamed brightly off the snow, beckoning me to step outside for a brief hike. At the same time, the wind chimes hanging on the back patio played furiously in the blustering wind. To go, or not to go. That was the question. I needed the exercise,…
Living a little under a mile from the church where I serve as pastor, I often walk to the office in the morning to get some exercise. I’ve discovered that listening to an audiobook along the way makes the walk shorter and less routine. There are, after all, only so…
Didn’t seem like a very good day for it last Saturday—cold, cloudy, an icy mist in the forecast—but I felt the need to get some exercise, so suggested to my bride that we go for a walk. We headed to one of our favorite local spots, a multi-use trail that…
