When I met Mr. Moser, he was just released from the hospital and needed to convalesce in a personal care home. I was registered with the hospital, so he was sent to my house. He fell in love with me and my daughters, and we eventually married. He was a little older than I but in good mental and physical health. He had been a music teacher, very active in his community, and was a godly man with a wonderful sense of humor. There was a lot of laughter in our home.

Throughout our years toge...

Pastor's note: The following is an email sent to my neighbor after having her 3 daughters (ages 6-13) over to my house for a Christmas "cooking class."  All names have been changed to protect the guilty :)  I hope you enjoy our new links!

Hi Grace!

Just wanted to report that the girls behaved excellently in their first session of "Aunt Connie's Cooking Class."  Everyone had their own chores, and were kept busy.

We began class by having those who could write, take down the 2 recipes we ...

Several years ago, a pastor friend of mine, who also happened to be an electrician, came to do some work for me. I had a small tool shed close to the back of the house, and he was going to run electricity to it. When it came time to connect to the electric box in the basement, he asked me to go in and throw the breaker.

I had a mid-sized house dog at that time, and if I was gone for a long while and she couldn’t get outside, she would go to the dark side of the basement to potty. It...

Hello, My Boys...

Just a few lines to ask how you both are doing and to let you know that your "Grandmudder" is about the same. You know how I can get myself into some silly situations.

While sorting through the freezer the other day, I discovered
an ice cream container with coffee, a paper coffee filter,
and a measuring scoop in it. Needing the container, I
emptied the coffee into a plastic bag, laid the filter on
the table and put the scoop in the dishpan.

Later I had some errands to ...

Hi Boys,

Thought I'd drop you a few lines,  to let you know what your old 'grandmudder' has been up to. Not a whole lot going on here at the Homeplace...dog and I sitting around after supper on a quiet Sunday evening. It has been a bit of a bummer weekend, not that you guys ever have those, ha-ha.

I began yesterday like any other Saturday morning, so I thought, with no other plans but to sleep late and just putsy around the house. I had rented 3 movies the night before and just intend...

January, 2007

I woke up this morning to snow, a sink full of dirty dishes, and yesterday's coffee.
Even worse, I had slept past the first 20 minutes of my favorite soap opera!
Argh, it must be Monday...

On Christianity in America:

It is twilight, and the wolves are encircling the sheepfold. Freedoms of religion and speech are eroding and those on the watchtower are asleep.

Arise, watchmen and sound the alarm..."run to the Harvest field,  for night is coming when no man can work". Je...

As I was packing for a business trip, my three year old daughter was having fun playing on the bed. At one point she said, "Daddy... look at this," sticking out two of her fingers.

Trying to keep her entertained, I leaned over and took her tiny fingers into my mouth, and said "Daddy's gonna eat your fingers," pretending to eat them before I rushed out of the room again.

When I returned, my daughter was standing in the middle of the bed staring at her fingers, with a devastated look on h...

I was driving down the main street in my home town, on my way to pick up my grandson from work.  Of course, the light turned red by the time I reached the intersection.  A funeral procession was approaching from the opposite direction, and made a right hand turn at the light.  I was thinking about the departed, and how the long string of cars following the hearse represented the mourners.  That person was loved, I thought.  The traffic light changed and I was on my way again.

I hadn't...

Today I saw a curious thing, most humans never see.
I was looking at a dragonfly, and he was looking back at me.

He had landed on my kitchen screen, the window open wide.
I wondered what had drawn him there, as I watched him from inside.

He seemed so very busy, although I didn't have a hunch.
He wasn't just a-passing through, he'd stopped by for lunch!

Putting on my glasses, I crept slowly 'cross the rug.
"No need to fear he'll fly away, he's munching on a bug!"

Pastor Moser
September 23, 2002