We continue to thank the Lord for all His blessings to our extended family, and to Nate and Heather specifically. His mercy never fails, His kindness never stops, and His blessings flow to children’s children. This morning our eleventh grandchild was born, at 8 pounds something, and his name is Seamus James Wilson. Seamus is …
But That’s What Everybody Always Calls It
My oldest daughter was recently talking with her youngest son, Judah, who is almost two. He is just moving into that time of life when he is able to identify various parts of his head. “What’s this?” she said. “Chin,” he said. “What’s this?” “Cheek.” And on it went, with him doing very well . …
Some Small Fragments
My father met my mother in the course of the Korean War. He was a naval officer (USNA, class of 50), serving on a destroyer out of Japan, and she was a Canadian missionary in Japan. How they got together is a great story that I should tell sometime. I mention it now simply to …
Eating Spiritually
American Christians continue their hunt for something that will finally justify them, and that they can fit in their mouths. If that could happen, and it can’t, it would be more like Oreo cookies than this. But still . . . HT: Purgatorio
A Long Obedience
NSA Commencement 2006 Last Wednesday night, we had our ninth commencement for New St. Andrews College. One of the features of the evening was that we honored my father, Jim Wilson, for the impact he has had throughout the course of his long and fruitful life. Among some others, I was asked to make some …
Three More Hamhocks
For those not up to speed, a hamhock is a pig foot. And really cute too.
Milestone Screwups
One of the things that Ausgustine did later in his life was to publish his Retractions, a book in which he went back and corrected earlier errors in his teaching. No getting the wrong idea here. As as a neighborhood toddler I am not worthy to come over and play in Augustine’s backyard . . …
Northern Runs
I enlisted in the Navy while I was still in high school, but didn’t have to go in until the fall after graduation. There was nothing thought-through in this choice of service. I had grown up in Annapolis, my father was an Annapolis grad, and the thought of doing something other than joining the Navy …
Take That
As the drumbeats of polemical warfare continue, and my adversaries grow ever more desperate, I have decided to pull the old “anybody with grandkids this cute can’t be all bad” ploy.
Thirty Years of No Other Way to Go
Today is December 31, 2005, New Year’s Eve. It is also my thirtieth anniversary. Nancy and I were married New Year’s Eve, 1975. It took us a few years to figure out why the restaurants were always so crowded when we went out to celebrate. I met Nancy the year before we married, but I …