Advent began for me on that first Sunday about 9:20 CST. We sang much-loved “O Come, O Come Emmanuel” in our Covid-weary church and something

My money’s on January 11. Well, not really – it’s a low-stakes wager (no money). Here in Wisconsin, it’s an annual contest. Guess when Lake

Dear Debra, Congratulations on the book coming out in February! I’m recommending it to everyone. I’ll probably write a review at some point, but you’ve

Pastor Doug is a good egg. I walked over though a blustery gray November and found him waiting in the white party tent we rent.

Reformation Sunday in our Lutheran parking lot was cheerfully Wisconsin-ish. Pastor Doug’s red stole paired nicely with the old-timey mackinaw wool plaid he wore under

Writing for The Twelve scored me a lecture invitation at Calvin University’s Academy for Life Long Learning on Monday where I could “talk about anything

There’s just something about this place. Each fall, we take our GreenHouse students on a Saturday excursion to the Leopold shack followed by an afternoon

My Badgers played the Nittany Lions, the Big 10 opener, on Saturday. Classes started yesterday. Labor Day came on Monday with bratwurst on the backyard

It’s unnerving and a little touching when a younger friend of many years seems overly concerned with your safety and comfort, but truth is, he