God’s bountiful provision

When I was young, about forty years ago, there was a series of record albums (remember those?) called Environments.  The creator of the albums would go to some remote place like the ocean or a lake during a storm and record the sounds.  Each side of the album would play about half an hour of whatever the microphone caught and for that glorious amount of time, you could be transported there within the confines of your own home. Continue reading

MCC and Gettysburg

This morning Mark and I headed to Mennonite Central Committee (MCC) where Sue was going to show us around.  On our way, we noticed that many on the homes had clothes hanging on clotheslines.  Apparently, Mondays are wash days. Continue reading