Every summer for those few middle school years I got to stay with my Dad’s brother, Uncle RT. During the day while he was at work I helped Aunt Vaiden do tasks around the house like fold laundry, prepare supper, clean up the dishes and sweep the kitchen floor. But every afternoon when Uncle RT … Continue reading Andrew Had a Knack
This week we begin a new series writing about the twelve apostles. These are the men who started the church two thousand years ago. We look at what they wrote and how they did it for direction in how to live today. If asked to name these twelve men, I could have listed maybe half … Continue reading My Foot-Shaped Mouth
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? There you have it. These words were chanted from the back of the school bus every afternoon as I made my way back to the fifth row of seats. (Bus driver’s rules - fifth graders on the fifth row, sixth on the … Continue reading I Am Formed
Bloom where you are planted. How many times have we heard this wisdom quoted? I've always interpreted it to mean...make the best of the situation you find yourself in. Kinda like make lemonade out of lemons. I think for the most part that is good advice...even great advice. But what if you find yourself not blooming where … Continue reading I See God…
It is football season in the state of Alabama.Praise the Lord and pass the queso dip! Invariably, Saturday after Saturday for the whole of three months the entire state is divided as they sit in front of their big screen or make the pilgrimage to their alumni campus for a showdown of their beloved team and … Continue reading Spoiler Alert! We Win!
I am convinced that I am where I am today because someone -- I think it was my grandfather -- prayed for me. I believe that I am the product of answered prayer. And IF I really believed in prayer, then why would I ever stop praying for the important things in my life? Without the prayers … Continue reading Who Are You Praying For?
You are probably familiar with the story of Jesus calling Lazarus out of the grave. I remember as a child hearing the story in Sunday School about two sisters whose brother died. Jesus waited four days to show up and missed the burial, the wake and everything. Martha and Mary were still upset about their … Continue reading Burial Cloths