by Kent Engle
You don't have to be Daniel Boone to experience some very strong emotions while engaged in the pursuit of the elusive whitetail giant.
by Fred Bennett
Some People's Reality
Ashley arrives home from school. As she comes in the back door after skipping through the neighbor’s yard, she shouts, “Is there anything to eat?” From deep in the apartment comes a voice saying, “You are just like your father. Always looking for handouts.” Ashley shrugs and, without saying a word, turns and wanders toward the street with her head down. It’s one of those days. She puts in her earbuds and walks down the street.
by Barry Arnold
I have precious memories of several different paths that I have trod in my childhood. Some strike fear, some laughter and others real delight. In the area where I grew up, there was a small picnic grove where we enjoyed family fun. This grove, of course, had no faucets or plumbing. But how well I remember, what seemed as a boy, such a long path through the woods to the mountain spring.
by Dr. Timothy Cooley, Sr.
Gideon fluffed the grain lightly and a tiny cloud of chaff flitted along the ground. He glanced around cautiously. Gone were the days when he could gather the whole family together with all the farm hands at threshing time for the work party that was always topped off with a joyous feast. Gone was the joy of harvest time when a man could throw a shovel full of grain high into the breeze and the whole party would erupt with raucous cheers.
by Robert Booth
I once visited a gentleman who had been attending the Gospel Center for over thirty years. As we talked, our conversation turned towards the many physical problems that he had encountered over the years. Near the end of our conversation, he said these words: “I am so glad that there won’t be any hospitals in heaven.
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