“Good grief!” It’s one of those ironic, oxymoronic phrases that people have worked into their vocabulary to express incredulity at a thing or person. I don’t know its origin (unless it was Charlie Brown), but I have always been interested in the fact that the phrase even exists. Last night found my wife and I…
Category: Faith
After the Storm
Mumford and Sons is one of my favorite bands. Tonight, I was listening to”After the Storm” for the umpteenth time and for the first time, I really listened. I was struck by these lyrics in particular: And I won’t die alone and be left thereWell, I guess I’ll just go home, oh God knows whereBecause death…
The Christian’s Earth Day Celebration Guide
According to the liberal establishment bent on convincing mankind that the biggest threat to our existence is climate change, logging, and manufacturing, today, April 22, is Earth Day. Really, it is just another day for propaganda and promoting leftist thought through education. That is not to say, however, that a conservative or Christian or Christian…
…and give you peace
Peace is always at a premium. Whether it is world peace or inner peace, peace is not easy to come by, and a most prized possession to those who have it. Outrage is easy. Just open Google News in another tab. I can almost guarantee you will find something outrageous. You may find yourself more…
I like big “BUTS” and I cannot lie
When the song, “I like big butts and I cannot lie was at its zenith and featured in Disney’s brilliant animation, Shrek, I wanted to use that phrase as a sermon title. BUT caution got the better of me. So, here I am, all these years later, randomly remembering that the biggest—and best— “buts” the world will…
Thank God for the Periodic Table
Strange how the mind works. For no apparent reason, my mind went to the Periodic Table this morning. You know, the one that arranges chemical elements by their atomic numbers and such. Honestly, I never had much of a scientific mind. My interest in it barely went past the chemistry set I asked for and…
When I Say Thanks | A Poem of Thanksgiving
When I say thanks… I forget my troubles Or at least put them in perspective When I say thanks… I remember my blessings So many I wouldn’t notice otherwise When I say thanks… I find complaint impossible And comfort inevitable When I say thanks… I find a better me And remember a higher purpose When…