Junebugs and Fireflies

Summer is the season for magic...and noise

When I was a fat little kid in northern Alabama, the arrival of summer brought with it some very special creatures. Now you Yankees from up north probably refer to them as “fireflies” (spoken with Thurston Howell the Third’s accent). But down south, they were just “lightning bugs”. Every year around June, we would stay […]

Hands In The Air

God never gives us too much information, and there's a good reason why

I have now learned the fine art of using the bathroom while holding a baby. I really think they ought to hand out diplomas for this kind of thing. I used to be a pretty modest person. I was the guy in the stall next to you who had trouble “going” because you were standing […]

Say The Magic Words

We need to move past pretending before we can ever get to forgiving

I was at a community event for area churches the other day, and saw a lot of old friends from around town. When you’re a pastor and former church members walk up to you, the joke goes “sometimes you’re not sure whether to duck or to pucker”. By that, I mean: Do the people approaching […]

The First Mother’s Day Without Her

At my mom's death, my dad taught me how indestructible real love is

So…today I’ve put a moratorium on “your mom” jokes.  My mom has always been a source of gentle humor in our family. A southern woman with naturally blonde hair teased out big, she always sounded like a female version of Hank Hill from the cartoon “King of the Hill”. Over the years, I developed a […]