Author Archives: Pastor Dave

We took some friends hiking last Monday into the nearby Cabinet Mountain Wilderness. Our path began as an old road and then turned into a hiking trail, which doesn’t get much use so at places was not real well defined. We … Continue reading →

 I’m always so amazed–although I shouldn’t be–when people are so offended both by the preaching of the cross and even by the symbol of the cross.  We just passed the 10th anniversary of the fateful day of 9-11-2001, when our country … Continue reading →

 Joe had prayed that God would stop his dad from beating on his mom when he came home drunk from the bar but nothing had happened to improve the situation. His dad was a Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde. When sober, … Continue reading →

Well, in spite of the storms accompanying hurricane Irene that passed  through New York, the U.S. Open Tennis Tournament opened today on  schedule.  As a tennis fan, player, coach and instructor, I know how  important the serve is to an … Continue reading →

Our son and family from Oregon were here last week. The many things we  packed into the week included, of course, a couple sessions on the tennis court,  for our annual mixed doubles competition. Now, however, our grandson is 7 … Continue reading →

I had the privilege this last week of taking a couple of our  grandchildren, Luke age 7 and Lacey age 4, fishing while our son and family were  here.  A couple of years ago, Luke caught his first fish while … Continue reading →

I’m sure most of you have heard the conversation that took place in one  home on a Sunday morning. It seems that Bob really didn’t feel like getting up  and going to church that day. After offering several “good” excuses … Continue reading →

We have quite a large vegetable garden. Keeping the local herd of  whitetail deer out is no small challenge, especially late in the summer when  they seem to have insatiable appetites as they start fattening up for the fall  and … Continue reading →

I am reading a very moving autobiography by Joe White entitled Bury  Me In Montana. It’s especially intriguing because many of the events took  place in Northwest Montana and some of the names are familiar ones to us, though  we … Continue reading →

One of our neighbors, for a retirement gift, gave us a  beautiful wrought-iron hanging flower basket along with a plaque that reads:  “WHEN GOD CLOSES ONE DOOR–HE WILL OPEN ANOTHER.”  As we  leave the full-time pastorate of a little rural … Continue reading →