Prophecy ’72: Together Again

Prophecy '72

  By all indications, I was an at-risk child, doomed by an unfortunate fate to end up in one institution or another. I’m just so thankful it was a church and not a jail. Rose Hill Baptist Church in Columbus, Ga., to be exact. Patsy Ward, herself only sixteen, not only invited me to Rose [Read More...]

Gimme a God with a Posse

Years ago I read a magazine interview with Brad Pitt. Pitt was raised up in a Baptist household. In the article, which I  still have buried somewhere, Pitt said he left behind the faith of his childhood because he thought it was a big cop-out when people use faith as an excuse for not being [Read More...]

Ash Wednesday: Late for Lent

The Baptists I grew up around did not participate in Lent.  The Baptists I knew and loved didn’t give up anything: football, fried chicken or friends. The only references I heard to Lent in those days involved either the dryer or a person’s belly button. And yes, I do know that is spelled L-I-N-T, not [Read More...]