At the window, perhaps sitting, perhaps standing…
Hand upraised (most of the time), likely waving…
Mouth open briefly, murmuring… Read it all
Mark's Views, Perhaps — from behind my eyeballs
At the window, perhaps sitting, perhaps standing…
Hand upraised (most of the time), likely waving…
Mouth open briefly, murmuring… Read it all
In all my decades at Hopewell Mennonite Church, I have never seen two member wedding announcements up together.
Until recently.
Vince and Holly are Mr. & Mrs. Nisly now. Read it all
On this day, millions without natural affection (and millions of others) celebrate: enough Supreme Court “justices” figured out a woman can do what she wants with her body.
As a result of Roe v Wade, a girl or a woman in the United States may legally…
It’s her body, after all. Read it all
Night before last, as I looked for a certain old photo in one of our albums, I noticed this one:
Well, one thing has led to another for our youngest son Andy.
I don’t know how he does it… Read it all
For our main Christmas Day meal here — my parents, my sister and husband, my niece and husband, my aunt, and my first brother-in-law (whom I hereby designate an honorary Roth).
And nine of my little flock.
And one candidate.
But seven missing. 🙁 Read it all
Joel C. Rosenberg reports:
That is the first line of my most recent novel, The Auschwitz Escape. But while the book was fiction, I’m afraid that line is proving as relevant as today’s headlines.
We are watching genocidal conditions emerging in the epicenter.
This is as dark as any time I have ever seen in the modern Middle East.
Even the media and the politicians are finally using the term genocide to describe what is going on in Iraq. Read it all