Evening

Getting dark early in November. A hymn with Woods in the title. Now All the Woods Are Sleeping Text by Paul Gerhardt Now all the woods are sleeping, Through fields the shadows creeping, And cities sink to rest: Let us as night is falling, on God our maker calling, Give thanks to him who loves…

Ties That Bind

During some recent sorting of family keepsakes I came across a Lutheran Hymnal.  This was a special one as my father, a Lutheran Minister used this hymnal to pick out hymns for Sunday worship.  Every time he used a hymn on a Sunday he wrote the date on that page in the hymnal.  So just…