The Help: Not the Gospel

I sat in my car and cried after watching the movie The Help, right there in the middle of a blazing hot afternoon, in front of God and nobody. It wasn’t a sniffling, weepy cry but a full-blown bawl. The kind that blinds a person.  I couldn’t drive home. I just had to sit there [Read More...]

Mississippi gave us Jesus, Elvis and Oprah

I’m at work on a new book. I’ve been talking to a bunch of different folks about their thoughts on Eschatology, which is just a high-flutin word for do you think that fella who irritates you so badly is going to be left behind when the Rapture takes place?  Or maybe you don’t believe in [Read More...]


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