Posts By: Ken Rummer

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Rocks and Stones Excavations In Memory by Ken Rummer   I noticed that my last post got a little deep in the rocks  (https://www.presbyterianmission.org/today/2018/02/02/sightings-11/). And I started wondering why. It might go back to my early years. At some point in childhood, I got into rocks. I think it was fossils that did it. One… Read more »

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Under My Feet Soundings In Soil And Stone by Ken Rummer   Under the ice, that’s where we would have been 14,000 years ago, if we’d been here, on this land where our house now stands. During a period of widespread glacial advance that geologists call the Wisconsin, a giant tongue of ice crept into… Read more »

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The View A temporary blessing by Ken Rummer   I’m going to miss the view. I knew it wouldn’t be forever, this view from the back of our new house. Sooner or later, the owners of the field beyond the trail would get an offer they wouldn’t refuse, and the field would begin to sprout… Read more »

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Keeping Christmas When traditions have to change by Ken Rummer How will I keep Christmas this year, in retirement, in this new place? Now that Christmas is no longer part of my job, how will I mark the season? In my growing up years, we often attended Christmas vespers at the university. It was held… Read more »

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  Missing Choir Hearts on Fire, Brains on Ice* by Ken Rummer Eight months into retirement, I realized I missed singing in the choir, a surprising conclusion for one who never took choir in school. There was an elementary school solo on “I Dream of Jeannie With The Light Brown Hair” and a fifth grade… Read more »

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  The Field One Last Crop by Ken Rummer Beyond our yard is the trail and beyond the trail is the field. The field marches north to the dusty fog that marks the gravel of the next mile road. Thomas Jefferson’s grid of surveyed squares is much in evidence around here. This is land the… Read more »

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The Big Sort Downsizing the retired pastor’s library by Ken Rummer   Last to be unpacked were the books. They had lived in four tall bookcases and one small one in the church office, and in three tall bookcases in the home library, but only three of those bookcases came with us to the new… Read more »

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  The ambush Jumped by nothing to do by Ken Rummer Well, it finally came, and when it did, it took me by surprise. My friend had headed for home after helping me paint the garage floor. My wife was off caring for a grandchild. And I was sitting in the reading chair watching the… Read more »

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  Fireflies The light is for shining by Ken Rummer   Wild flowers are blooming on the embankment leading up to the trail. It’s an old railroad right of way that’s being encouraged to go natural, now sporting some prairie grasses and the blooms that show with them. This being our first summer here, I… Read more »

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Photo Credit: K. Rummer Sunday! Sunday! Sunday! A View From the Pew by Ken Rummer Sundays feel different, in retirement.* Without a sermon to deliver (Will I lose my notes? Will I lose my place? Will it make any sense at all?), without arrangements to arrange (Will the liturgist show up? Is the air conditioner working? Is there water… Read more »