I was listening to smooth, dulcet tones of Norah Jones this morning when a song titled “Soon the New Day” came on. It is a collaboration with rapper Talib Kewli and has a nice vibe to it. It also has a stark, sobering message, if you really listen to it. Listen up, girls. I am…
He’s Brent Musburger (Old people are funny)
If you are not old enough to remember that long before ESPN ruled the sports world (or was even invented),—when CBS had NFC games, NBC covered the AFC, and ABC had Monday Night Football; when Brent Musburger was the smooth, never-a-queue-or-muss-a-word original host of the CBS studio show, The NFL Today—then you are forbidden to…
My 2014 New Year’s Revolution
Acknowledgement: I want to thank the genius of the AT&T commercial series with the guy interviewing kids for the inspiration behind this genius move. Whereas, The world has too long been plagued by the burden of the New Year’s resolution; And Whereas Said resolutions are always made with the best of intentions and the highest…
SUNSHINE SOLDIERS | Ye Olde Way-Maker’s Review
From 2000 – 2006, I published a weekday devotional via email. It was called The Way-Maker’s Review, and it represented my first Internet ministry efforts. The ministry grew from its original 12 members to over 1,000. I am determined to revisit and re-run some of the devotions from that ministry here on my blog. Partly…
Inclement Whether
If you and one more is two many And it’s inclement whether you like it or not If you’d give your last dime for a penny And you’re not really cool, but you’re hot If there’s no rhyme in the words in your pen And no sense in the thoughts in your head If you…
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…
ICYMI, I have officially lost my mind
I have to tell you. Lately, I have felt dumber than a Democrat. The trouble started when people began using the acronym ICYMI. I could not figure out for the life of me what that crazy collection of letters stood for. I was, however, determined to use my considerable deductive reasoning skills to crack the…
Among My Souvenirs: The Preacher’s Figurine (a poem)
I found himamong my souvenirs A gift from an elderly woman—she was stately in her manner, refined— to her pastor Given in that long ago Place and time When I was more than I am now And thought less of it Not 8″ tall, his head is bald A faraway gaze in his eye As…
The Barflies and the Baptists | Bible lessons from Miranda Lambert
Sometimes, you like a song because it hits you where you live. It’s lyrics resonate with you, speak truth to your soul, taunt you with their malice, soothe you with their medicine, encourage you with their message. Other times, you find a beat inescapably enjoyable, whether the lyrics mean anything to you or not…or they…
Let’s hear it for the man! (The sincere sentiments of a grateful dad)
Before Edward Frys, one of America’s premiere cakers (that is my short word for cake maker & baker), proposed to my daughter Holly, he proposed to me. Like the gentleman he is, he took me to dinner to tell me that he loves my daughter, that she completes him, and that he intends to make…
No Parabens and Phthalates here! | The Greybeard Chronicles
So, I am standing in the shower, under the jet stream of hot water cascading over my body with its invigorating, cleansing flow, studying the impressive array of chemicals for use on hair and body, when my eyes fall onto the St. Ives Apricot Scrub. Uncertain whether it is really what I want to put…
There is a river!
There is a river, the streams whereof make glad the city of God, the dwelling place of the Most High. God is in the midst of her, she shall not be moved; God will help her at the break of day. Psalm 46:4 This is one of my favorite verses. (I have about a thousand…
Better than my worst: The truth about the Bad Boy Preacher’s Wife
Said the Bad Boy Preacher to his Wife: You have always been… sweeter than my sour hotter than my cool finer than my coarse calmer than my storm more faithful than my doubt prettier than my ugly Better than my worst You have always been… my antithesis my antidote my balance my cure Thank you….
A little good news today
I write about politics, current events, pop culture, and other disturbing trends on my website,DoomsDaddy.com.I write about the Dallas Cowboys, the NFL, and other sports topics atSilver and BlueBlood. Frankly, much of what I read and hear and subsequently offer commentary on is negative. It is often disturbing and can even be depressing. I sure…
Today’s Top 10 Social Media observations | The Greybeard Chronicles
Honesty is not the best policy; it is the only policy. In most cases. Obviously, if your loved one asks your opinion on a new haircut that makes her look like some sort of alien or if she asks how you liked that roast beast you could barely choke down, or whether you like the…
September 3, 1983: A day that shall live inside of me
Dateline: Friday, September 2, 1983 The day began like any other day might, if that day included your being a ministry student living in the married couples’ dorms at Baptist Bible College in Springfield, Missouri, married to your nine-months-pregnant, ready-to-pop high school sweetheart, father of a two year old toddling girl, facing five classes between…
The Waffle House in me…or me in the Waffle House
Sometimes, I feel just like Waffle House hash browns… …scattered …smothered …covered …chunked …diced …peppered …capped …and topped. But at least I am country. Other times, I just feel like Waffle House hash browns. Know what I mean?
Dear Preacher: Do you really speak for God?
Dear Preacher, I have a thing or two to say to you. In church Sunday, the preacher I was listening to was talking about how to listen to a sermon. He was teaching us how to listen to him and apply what he told us. I powerfully resisted the inclination to consider how self-serving such…
I like talking about you, usually—or putting the “I”, “I” in ministry
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7kxfq_mysyg The idea that anything anybody ever does is 100% selfless is just not so. There are heroic acts of great abandon and sacrifice. But every person is motivated by how he or she perceives a thing, by the values or ideals important to him or her. Selfless Facebook statuses and magnanimous Tweets I see…