OKAY, IT’S YOUR TURN Okay, so a week from today is Father’s Day. It is to celebrate our dads because last month we celebrated our mums and now its dad’s turn. But for a chunk of families, there is no dad. He left. Maybe it is you. Maybe the guy next to you, or down the street. I’m not the father type… Maybe you found yourself saying you didn’t want to ‘be tied down,’ or ‘wasn’t the father type,’... Read more
REMEMBER Remember this Memorial Day weekend, you have heard me rant before, is not a day to buy towels on sale. These couple of days are not mattress sale days, it is not even a barbeque day although I can justify that better than mattresses. It is a sad weekend about what we have lost. It is about places. This weekend is about places. Some, places we know—Concord, Vicksburg, The Somme, Bastogne, Chosin, Khe Sahn, Fallujah, Kandahar... Read more
MOTHERS, DAUGHTERS, SISTERS, WOMEN Last weekend was Mother’s Day. Christians have this whole debate thing about wives, submit to your husbands…right after it tells men to love their wives. I think that little part of the Bible has been one of the worst exploited pieces of truth ever spoken by Man. Truly, we as men, are terrible with that phrase when talking about Mothers, daughters, sisters. Just even women in general. We use it-some of us, I don’t want to... Read more
But God could do it. He could give you the numbers and you win it. Then what? He could give you a car-then what? Or a clean bill of health? Read more
Everyone has an opinion about what they would do if they were in charge of these here United States. Read more
I believe in what history said and He wrote a check for me to save me from, well, myself and my bad life choices and the infection I had received at birth. Read more
God does not get stuck on formality. Yes, if we were in His presence we would fall on our faces and cry with wonderful emotion. But He lives in us! Read more
Finding one thing—just one thing I can and would do. I would stand in the middle of my yard, with a cup of coffee, and receive the gift one more time. I already own it. He gave it to me years ago I don’t even remember when, but every year, on this morning, it's like I get it again. Read more
I can see myself finding some spot on the wall and sitting, watching the parade of crazy's laying their coats down and then when they ran out of coats, palm fronds. Read more
God didn't say we had to have an abundance of faith. Read more
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