OUT TO PASTOR: Keeping up is hard to do at my age

  There was a time in my life when keeping up was part of my daily routine. I started each day with a specific objective, and by the end of the day, I had completed it. I took pride in completing my work on time. The secret was to plan carefully.

OUT TO PASTOR: I found another button to push

  Life has its many experiences. I’m about to hit number 75 this month, a big experience for me. I’m not sure how to celebrate my 75th birthday, especially since I’ve done just about everything, so no 75 candles on my cake.

OUT TO PASTOR: After all, a penny is a penny

  As I was leaving the post office, I hurried across the parking lot to get to my vehicle. As I usually do, I kept my eyes focused on the ground as I walked to my vehicle. Then, I saw it. There it was in all of its stunning beauty.

OUT TO PASTOR: Is crazy contagious?

  Getting into trouble seems to be an ongoing habit of mine. It doesn’t matter what the trouble is at the time; it somehow associates itself with me. Whenever I think I’m perfect and everything is going fine, I’m set up for something to go horribly wrong. Believe me, it happens to me all the time.

OUT TO PASTOR: Getting old isn’t as bad as I thought

  I was celebrating and eating an Apple Fritter. I’m not sure what I was celebrating at the time, but it doesn’t matter as long as I’m celebrating with an Apple Fritter. Life has its way of opening up doors of celebration.

OUT TO PASTOR: How to get out of a pickle

  Throughout my time on this planet, I have gotten into many pickle situations that I could not escape. Each pickle was different from the last, which made dealing with them quite a problem for me.

OUT TO PASTOR: Help, I’m becoming my father

  As I celebrated Father’s Day this year, I remembered my father. It was 16 years ago that he passed away, and I have not forgotten him a single day. One thing that stands out in my memories of him is his money.

OUT TO PASTOR: Life is not a soap opera

  When I was young, we did not have a TV in our home. My parents did not think it was important, so we listened to the radio instead. I love the Saturday morning radio shows, “Popeye the Sailor Man,” particularly. Then something big happened that changed our lives.

OUT TO PASTOR: Monday’s here but Sunday’s a-coming

  For many years, even before I became a pastor, Sunday was always a very special day. I lived in a rural community in Pennsylvania where they had what they called “Blue Laws.” No business was open on a Sunday, but churches were full.

OUT TO PASTOR: Just pinch a nickel until the buffalo screams

  Every so often, something happens reminding me of my father, who passed away over 16 years ago. Thinking back, he was the epitome of frugality. If I were to look up in the dictionary the meaning of frugality, I would not be surprised to find my father’s name.