Sometimes we don’t take advantage of what Jesus has provided for us. In John 14:12 He said, “Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father.” When the disciples were in a storm on the Sea of Galilee their boat was in danger of sinking when Jesus was asleep in the stern. They woke Jesus and said to…
Third grade found me in Mrs. Everhart’s class at Central Grade School. (I’m the first on the left in the middle row.) We skipped rope on the narrow sidewalks and played jacks at the bottom of this staircase at recess. At the end of sixth grade, this school became the junior high so I went to this school for nine years. As I look over these dear faces, I see many are gone. Others, I wonder about their lives now…
Third grade found me in Mrs. Everhart’s class at Central Grade School. (I’m the first on the left in the middle row.) We skipped rope on the narrow sidewalks and played jacks at the bottom of this staircase at recess. At the end of sixth grade, this school became the junior high so I went to this school for nine years. As I look over these dear faces, I see many are gone. Others, I wonder about their lives now almost…
The last stop in our journeys to follow my dad in the States during WW II was in Waynesville, MO. He was stationed at Fort Leonard Wood before the Army shipped the 70th Division to France. By then I was twenty months old and had already lived in Kansas, Oregon, and Missouri. My folks called this place “El Rancho.” We lived here with other couples because there was such a shortage of housing. Soon after this picture, Dad left to…
The Ottawa, Kansas train station still stands, although today it serves as a museum. Sitting forty-five miles southwest of Kansas City, it has seen its share of departures and homecomings. On a late October night, 1945, my dad arrived from his mandatory trip of almost a year in France and Germany at the request of the U.S. Army. Thus his commitment ended from his draft notice delivered to him twenty-seven months earlier. After the war, he went on…
As a young mother, I remember looking out my basement window watching a tornado snake across the sky a few miles south-west of us. At the time, I didn’t know about the power of the name of Jesus. As I watched, the white tail turned black as it picked up debris from a school and a church in the suburban Kansas City neighborhood. Years later, I learned as a believer in Jesus Christ, He had given me and all His…