by Don Freeman | Dec 13, 2022 | Devotional
Many women of my mother’s generation (she would have turned 98 this month) were avid quilters, wresting out opportunities in the midst of never-done housework, to get together and work on quilt tops, and, of course, enjoy the camaraderie of an afternoon (I was never...
by Don Freeman | Dec 10, 2022 | Devotional
It is seen on the face of the competitor after scoring the winning goal in a championship game. It is expressed by an extrovert upon arriving at their surprise birthday party. It is shown in the unbidden tears on the cheeks of a bridegroom looking back and seeing his...
by Don Freeman | Dec 8, 2022 | Devotional
I’m fascinated by those who are skilled at fine crafts. I recently heard of a man who lives alone up in the hills of Virginia, off-the-grid, and barefoot most of the time, who is an artisan who handcrafts top-quality, hammered dulcimers. Not long ago, in a shop, I saw...
by Don Freeman | Dec 6, 2022 | Devotional
Mrs. Mullin’s assignment for my practicing piano progressed from 20 minutes a day to 30, then 45, then 60 over the 5 years I went to her for lessons. After several years away from lessons, and now a piano major in college, Dr. Mead’s practice assignment was 3 hours a...
by Don Freeman | Dec 3, 2022 | Devotional
For the visit of French friends years ago, we made reservations at a Colonial Tavern in town. On arrival, the hostess directed us to the cellar with its round, vaulted stone ceilings. It quickly gave the period ‘feel’ that was intended. We were seated at a large,...
by Don Freeman | Dec 1, 2022 | Devotional
In an office where I once worked, the purchasing agent refused to see sales reps in the afternoon, because he couldn’t abide the essence of garlic oozing from their pores if they had eaten some at lunch. Coming inside after sitting around a campfire enjoying s’mores,...
