Life In Greencastle

I’ve been on the road several times the last few weeks – including several trips up and down 231. Not surprisingly, I’ve fallen in line behind a combine a time or two. On several other occasions, I’ve driven by fields where the farmers are bringing in the beans and the corn – mowing the crops down with broad sweeps across our native land. So, in part of my mind are these images of harvest and abundance. I think of the semis I’ve seen, their trailers full to the brim with the corn that goes to feed our children and children all over the world. And, yet, I have other images implanted in my mind as well – images of draught and dryness. On my way back into town this past Sunday, I came down the hill just past Old Hickory on 231. As I drove over Big Walnut Creek, I looked out the window to see a sliver of the water moving through the creek bed; the waters life diminished by the lack of rain. We see the reminders of draught all over: in dry leaves that blow across the...

Hello, friends. It's been a while since I've written, so I hope you haven't been discouraged by the lack of posts. Anna, Wyatt and I just returned from a five day trip up to Chicago. Anna participated in a four day training event to become a certified Bradley Instructor, which is a type of birthing philosophy/technique. You can read more about the Bradley Method by clicking here . Even though Anna attended these classes by herself, this is something Anna and I both support and believe in. And, it is likely that in the future you'll be hearing more about the Bradley Method from us - including some classes for any friends or family members who are expecting. My task up in Chicago was to keep watch over Wyatt - something not that hard to do when you've got a Holidome, a big city full of museums and air-hockey. Needless to say, Wyatt enjoyed all of it. So did I - big time! While up in Chicago, I also had some time to start a book by Walter Brueggemann titled The...