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Last week I shared with you a column about why , in some brevity, people should believe in God. Now if I really went into some real theological reasons, it would have taken the whole paper, but suffice it to say, I tried to put that case forward in a nutshell. Today, as a follow up, I want t…

My wife created a “new normal” the end of October when she moved in with her dad as he entered hospice care for terminal cancer. We lived together, apart, maintaining two households until mid-December when I moved in with her to help with his mounting care needs.

For the past 79 years, the Iowa Historical Society has published quarterly “The Annals of Iowa,” a journal of Iowa history that the newspaper has received like clockwork for all 38 years I’ve been around.

As we move into the New Year, I was pondering what I wanted to share with you today. And as I did, I realized maybe that a good thing to share was something that is so appropriate for the beginning of the year. I want to share with you a few reasons everyone should believe in God.

One of my favorite “poisen pen” letter to the editor writers, Jerry Ethell of Milo, died at the age of 82. A native of Lovilia, I never met Jerry, but printed dozens of her letters to the editor and had even more that had the “not for publication” line before the letter.

THESE ARE DIFFICULT times in the Paxton household as we do end of life care for my wife’s father, who still remains in his home and defies medical certainty. You gain incredible perspective on life as you live moment by moment with the ravages of old age and cancer.

As you read this column, we are less than a week from Christmas and I cannot believe it. This whole season of Advent goes so quickly. As always, I want to urge you to attend a plethora of activities offered in celebration of the Birth of Jesus. There are so many things I could share with you…

Sometimes I think I’m spoiled living in the community I live in, particularly during holiday times when various displays of traditional religious symbols come out. For as long as I can remember, the city and county government, along with the public schools have lived in peace with the church…

My wife had read my editorial of a couple of weeks ago suggesting Congressman Dave Loebsack shutter his offices and end his term now as U.S. Congressman from our district if he didn’t do anything to get legislation like the USMC trade pact moving.

Hope all of you have had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Now all of our focus needs to be on Christmas and the Advent season. In this month and in my columns this month, I will be focusing on the birth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. At least, I hope that He is your Lord and Savior.

Here we are, less than a week now from a truly American tradition, Thanksgiving. As I contemplated it, I pondered my personal memories from Thanksgiving past and realized that the transformation from what it once was in our country and even in my life is much different than it is now.

Today, I want to talk with you about a song. When I led the church I pastor in Communion this month, our wonderful organist, Sharon Redinbaugh, played “Just As I Am.” Like always, it inspired me and took me back to a lot of wonderful memories.

Monday is Veterans Day, and I strongly urge you to take the opportunity to attend any events in your area as we honor and remember those who have given so much to sustain our freedom.

I had a chance to walk down memory lane this week after being asked to help with a project Albia soccer coach, Aaron Koestner, is doing for the 20th year of Albia soccer. In looking at back volumes of the newspapers, all the way back to 2001, it was hard to stop and look only at soccer stuff.

Say what you will about Fox News, but a whole lot of stuff would go uncovered without it. The networks, along with the big newspapers in the country have been largely silent over outrageous statements made by Bernie Sanders and, in lesser part, Joe Biden over planted audience questions regar…

Well, if any of us were so inclined to forget, cold weather and winter are coming and this week arrived. It seems like as I get older I dread it the more. But there are lots of things we dread in life and yet, it seems like so many things we dread simply turn out to be growth experiences in …

Greetings to all of you who join me today. As we near the end of October, I am reminded that lots of things are going on including a big tradition in southern Iowa, the Iconium United Methodist Church Oyster and Soup Supper. Oyster patties, oyster stew and lots of other foods abound at the c…

So I’m sitting in my office, doing what newspaper guys do (sleeping with my feet on my desk) and Hawaiian U.S. Congresswoman Tulsi Gabbord walks into my office wearing jeans and a sensible top and we have a very friendly and I think informative talk about her running for President on the Dem…

You know, one of the greatest attributes and one of the most needed in our communities and for that matter the world is COMPASSION. You and I know and hopefully we exhibit this great attribute. Do not confuse compassion with sympathy. They are different. Sympathy is something you feel but co…

Lots of things to talk about today. As a pastor, everything I try to write is from a Biblical perspective or slant. You expect that and I try to deliver. Sometimes, you may not think so as I reflect on the culture and do so in light of what the Bible has to say. Having prefaced that remark, …

I had the journalistic opportunity to interview a primary candidate for the Democrat presidential nomination. It’s nothing new for an Iowa community journalist of 43 years. Iowa’s first in the nation caucus makes newspaper writers targets for candidates looking for free publicity.

There is a statewide (maybe nationwide) problem nagging high school football. If we already didn’t have enough to fuss about with concussion hysteria and parents concerned about injuries, now we are facing a growing numbers problem which is directly affecting the play of freshmen.

It is so hard to believe we are now in fall. Summer flew by and think on this. Christmas is less than three months away. Fall is a favorite season for so many. It is a beautiful time of year to be sure.

When my three nephews were growing up, they each had their own unique personalities, and still do. They are great young men now living in different parts of the country with their own wonderful families.

I have this bulletin board in my office with all sorts of stuff pinned on it. In a nutshell, it contains parts and pieces of what is most important to me, or what makes me laugh. Whenever I need encouragement, or if I’m stuck trying to come up with something for a column, I sit and stare at …

Let me write this as clearly and succinctly as I can. It is never appropriate, wise or helpful in any way, shape or form, to call out kids on Facebook for things that happen on the field of play. Or in drama, music, art or FFA. Never. Not from high school girlfriends, not from grandparents o…

This is such an important exciting time of year if you are a sports fan. Major League Baseball season is in the home stretch ( and finally the Cardinals are making some noise), the Iowa Cubs are in the playoffs, college football and high school football are under way, volleyball and cross co…

You hear a lot about wealth in our nation. Wall Street and the state of the economy get a lot of play. Our President and most Congressmen are wealthy. Professional athletes make unreal salaries. Every year various magazines list the 100 richest people in the country. We have more millionaire…

For as long as I remember, I’ve had an affinity to old cars. I don’t know why. I didn’t get it from my dad. I had a tear in my eye at the age of five when he drove the 1949 Ford pick-up down the road for the last time, bringing home a much newer, much larger, much better hog hauling pick-up …

Pretty much the extent of my 2019 vacationing was a day and a half out of the work week and a Saturday. I told my wife she could have me for two days (Thursday and Friday) and she reminded me that I worked seven hours on Thursday before we took off for Ankeny.

Fifty years ago, when I was 15 years old, heading into my sophomore year of high school, there is no way I could have known a half century later, the United States would be talking about 1969 as a seminal year of American history.

I would be the first to tell you that every day when you roll out of bed is not necessarily a good day. But then again, that is in retrospect. Some days start out better than others for one reason or another. For one reason or another, some days just don’t go so well. Yet, every day of life …

I’ve been sitting in the editor’s chair way too long to be super impressed by any political candidate or any super star for that matter. Once you interview Jimmy Carter and Barbara Bush, have a sit down with Mike Ditka and Reggie White, there’s not a whole lot of room to grow. I’ve talked to…

It seems like many times over the last few years I have talked to you about mass shootings that are happening in our nation and this week we have seen it happen again in El Paso and Dayton.

Donald Trump is now a far worse racist today than he was a couple of days ago because he dared state the truth about the inner city of Baltimore. It’s likely he would have turned off his tweet machine had Maryland Congressman Elijah Cummings not brutalized Trump’s Department of Human Service…

You know everyone has needs in life. I can sit here right now and ask you for what needs you have and I bet you, like me, can list them pretty easily. And, of course, you probably already know where I am going. The key question is, can God meet all my needs? Notice, I did not say your wants.…

I have always been fascinated with Israel not just from a Biblical perspective but also a historical one. It has captivated the world for centuries. Israel, of course, was an ancient and powerful kingdom with a checkered past whom God used mightily to change and save the world.

A TWEET BY President Trump and an ensuing chant at one of his rallies has people on the left in a mouth frothing, hysterical rage accusing the President of racism.

I guess you could call me a Son of the Sun. I was born in July 65 years ago during a brutal heat wave in Iowa that had people who suffered with the summers of 1935 and 1936 talking about which summer was more miserable.