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By Marla Boone

By Gloria Yoder

The question has been popping up again, “Why are Amish children so well behaved?” Smiling to myself, it becomes pretty apparent that those posing the question have not seen all I’ve seen in this house.

By David Lindeman

October has come to an end. November awaits, ready to take immediate occupancy and commence it’s 30-day reign.

By Vivian Blevins

There is a certain segment of the population who thinks it is a great idea to take their house along with them on vacation. When your house doesn’t travel, it’s called a house. When it does travel, it’s called an RV. This stands for recreational vehicle. Some vehicles are more recreational than others. (We’ll get to that in a minute.) The concept has merit. Your house contains your very own things. If you take your very own things, you aren’t faced with using other peoples’ things, which are almost always inferior to your things. People tend to prefer their own towels and dishes and cups and liquor cabinet. Anyone can see how important these items are, especially the liquor cabinet part, if you are taking your house with you and being foolish enough to go through Chicago.

Good morning, as I gaze out the west window the full moon hangs in all its splendor. As always, I stand in awe how it is not altered even a tad in the midst of the rocking changes and uncertainties of the world. Take this, the moon has no light of its own. It merrily reflects the sun. Amazing. That’s just how I want to be — no light of my own, but unshakably reflecting the Lord through the adverse seasons of life.

I have been brainwashed. My mind is being held hostage – by Madison Avenue.

We moderns like to think we’re too enlightened to fear the darkness—too advanced to be spooked by a sound in the night.