Pappy Greenly was owner and operator of the only feed mill for miles around. My father often took 80 pounds of wheat to his mill in exchange for 80 pounds of flour. We kids jumped at the chance to accompany our father to the mill. We always visited with Pappy in his dusty office. Of special interest was his case…
Tag: Kindness
The Bicycle Gospel
Sometimes it was a fender. At times a kick stand. A more comfortable seat. Keeping bikes tuned for four boys was somewhat expensive if not for Wes O’Brien’s wholesome bike shop. Wes took the needy boy to his parts department. Pick out the one you want. Don’t worry about the price. It will be your birthday gift. You do have…
Lord, Is It I?
As the chosen 12 gathered together for the supper that would become known as the “last supper,” they were far from having it all together. Resentment was harbored in some hearts, arrogance in others. And not a single one of them were about to wash any dirty, stinky feet! A servant’s heart they did not possess. Jesus knew their hearts.…
My Granny’s Kindness
I learned powerful lessons in kindness from my maternal Granny. She lived with her daughter in Hummelstown, Pennsylvania. My family lived twenty miles east. We visited once a month. Granny stayed with us during the summer. As a kid I soaked up all Granny’s lessons like a sponge. Her favorite hangout was a convenience store at the end of her…
My Father’s Kindness II
Late October our family was awakened by a passing motorist. Our barn was ablaze. My father released our 30 cows from their stalls just moments before the blazing upper barn collapsed into the stables. By morning nothing remained but hot ashes. Hay, straw, grain, and a new grain drill were destroyed. Fortunately the rest of the implements were stored in…