I’m coming up on my third year of wearing hearing aids. Yes, I’m a bit young for this. Also yes, I should have done it many years ago. My father, bless him, not only left me his extraordinarily large feet, but also the family trait of hearing loss. (Thankfully, he left his balding head to … Continue reading What We Haven’t Heard| A View of the Lake
There’s something holy about sunsets. Long after it sets, the sun’s light lingers in the lavender clouds drifting slowly over me as I stand in my front yard, small against the majesty. Each e…| A View of the Lake
We found it, unexpectedly, in a back alley of Riga, Latvia’s Old Town. “Sinagoga”, the plaque read, and I peered through the gate to spy a Star of David over the door. The building had been restored after the ravages of the Holocaust followed by the persecution of Soviet rule. Now security cameras followed me … Continue reading In the Alley| A View of the Lake
The time has finally come. With the rapid growth and development of artificial intelligence, we can now officially say that it’s impossible to tell what’s real. Everything can now be faked in…| A View of the Lake
It was Tall Timber Days in our town here in the Minnesota northwoods, and we had a parade. For two miles, from the fairgrounds and through the old downtown, floats and fire engines, vintage cars an…| A View of the Lake
Kansas Carry on, the hard rock band sang from the school bus’s tinny AM station as it wound it’s way up and down the mountain to my high school. I rested my head against the cool glass, grasp…| A View of the Lake
I’ve visited a lot of different churches over the years. A few have required a head scarf. Some, something nicer than jeans. Most don’t care. Mine was the generation to break traditional church dre…| A View of the Lake
We built a house. We found a beautiful lot filled with maple and birch with a perfect rise in the center. For two years we visited the spot, soaking in its beauty and dreaming of the day we could b…| A View of the Lake
The lowering sun’s light softens as it shifts through the trees, and I come outside to breathe in the cool of the day. The Lord walked with Adam in this slanted light, purples and blues shimmering on the edges of evening. I sense him here, too, keeping company in this golden hour. It is good, … Continue reading The Cool of the Day| A View of the Lake
I’m blessed to live in a part of the world where Spring charges in like a green tsunami, a sudden wave washing over winter’s barrenness with life bursting from every twig and field. So overwh…| A View of the Lake
