Am I the only one who's ever inhabited animal bodies?
Hendrika Folkers, my maternal grandmother, grew up in Groningen, Netherlands. Her family were members of the Dutch Reformed Church (Hervormde Kerk) while she was in her youth, but her maternal grandmother and her mother recognized that the original church organized by Jesus Christ when he was upon the earth had been...
The date was January 26, 1997. We gathered at the hospital ICU, my family and I. It was Superbowl Sunday, but that couldn't be farther from my mind. My Momma had been in the hospital for a few weeks. We were at the end. Her breast cancer had spread to her...
I have tested and tried what I was taught and I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt that it is TRUE! We are all children of a Father In Heaven who is a person full of love and compassion beyond our comprehension. He wants us all to learn of...
It is hard to dial your wisdom down to one lesson at first blush. One thing that I am sure of is that our beliefs evolve through each decade and life experience that we are blessed to share in our brief time here on Earth. Upon further thought, the one thing...
My father was a stern disclipiniarian. Yet he was a loving, caring man who took exceptional care of his family. In contrast to what is happening today in reference to the question Whose fault is it? there was never any doubt in our family. It was usually our own. He...
There is a message that we all need. It can shape our lives. It can affect everything we do and all of our interactions with people. It can prevent depression, lonliness, sadness and heartache. I t can combat evil and provide strength to everyone who accepts it. THE MESSAGE...
If you could broadcast a single lesson you've learned from your faith what would it be? The most memorable lesson that comes to my mind is hearing my favorite pastor challenge his congregation: Don't be afraid to Get out of the Boat. The setting for this instruction was Jesus walking...
On the road…again!Afghanistan to ZambiaChronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek Remembering our Patriots Memorial Day weekend, 2011 and time to carry on a recent custom of thanking veterans who served the United States, especially those who fought in bloody combat. All one has to do is to go...
On the road… again!Afghanistan to ZambiaChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek Things Ain’t Always What You Think What would you think if you walked into a well equipped chemical laboratory during the middle of a work day and didn’t see white smocked chemists and technicians as they went...
Describe an event where your faith has been questioned and how the experience strengthened or changed your spiritual perspective. On October 15, 1963, while serving in The Netherlands as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I wrote an entry in my journal that illustrates rejection as...
My mother brought me up going to church any time the doors were open. So we were at church at least three times weekly. My father never participated until way later in life, after all the children had left home. My mother had a faith she never questioned. She read and...
On the road….again!Afghanistan to ZambiaChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek São Jorge dos Orgãos, Cape Verde People, places, and events are sloshing around in his memory in such an unconsolidated way that it would be fair to describe the state of affairs as a mental soup, with individual places, people,...
The Great Bermuda Short Scandal In today’s society a person would have to appear in public almost as uncovered as a new-born babe to get arrested on a charge of indecent exposure. That was not the case as the 20th Century rolled past the halfway mark on its road to another...
On the road…again!Afghanistan to ZambiaChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek Nightmares and Daydreams of Indonesia Of all the many memories of foreign lands that are among the very deepest in the conscious and sub-conscious thoughts of the Footloose Forester, more of them are about Indonesia than elsewhere. Sleeping in...
Postcard dated November 24, 1911, during time Joe Land was Sheriff of Smith County, Texas. The top back of the postcard is incorrectly labeled Gaston & Joe Land. I believe the second person is "Wig" Smith, his deputy. Were they at the Sheriff's Association meeting in Houston? Still trying to locate...
Although I have some "whale of a story" stories, I'm tempted to limit my comments on this subject - most of my miracle stories are intensely personal. I can't help but comment on the topic, however, as I have strong views on the subject. Many years ago I came across a...
This week's story prompt: Do you believe in miracles and if so, have you ever witnessed one? Describe-- brought to mind two different situations that I consider to be miracles. Miracle # 1: When I was a little girl we were living on Seventh East in Salt Lake City, Utah, and...
Cameron Scott Adams was born 28 Feb 2005 to our oldest son, Aaron, and his wife Lori in Orem, Utah at Timpanogos Regional Medical Center, just a couple of blocks away from where Aaron and Lori were living in their newly renovated duplex. Cameron was their firstborn, and he was a...
On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek Zaire The Footloose Forester had many a stopover in transit countries that hardly count as experiences that deserve to be included in memoirs. A few stopovers, however, are linked to other events that are burned into the memory...
