There is a cultural phenomenon I believe is only found in churches. Mind you, not in all churches, but definitely in a unique few.
They are the flag ladies. And they can be a bit scary.
They’re the equivalent of a church dance team, although their feet hardly ever leave the floor. In some churches…
When all others abandoned you, there was one friend who stayed by your side: your pet rock. He never left your side, even when you were at your worst.
Well, to be honest he couldn’t leave because...well, he’s an inanimate object. But during your many struggles, he’s been your rock of Gibraltar (in miniature), solid…
I remember passing this sign as a college student in Alabama. It was on a piece of property right next to I-65, just north of Prattville. It was certainly easy to laugh at and dismiss, with the red devil complete with pitch fork and tail. Of course, nothing in the Bible depicts him in such…
I was browsing through local church websites the other day, looking at their statements of faith. That’s basically a list of what they believe. Most had predictable statements about believing in one God, Jesus is His Son, and the Bible is God’s Word, etc. You know, traditional Christian theology.
But I did stumble upon one church that…
Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
- F. Bueller, philosopher
According to the trustworthy scholars at Wikipedia, the Latin phrase “tempus fugit” was first found in book 3 of Virgil’s Georgics. There it means, “it escapes, irretrievable time”.
Or more simply put,…
It’s hard when you’re in-between. In-between jobs, in-between relationships - in "limbo".
You feel like you’re drifting purposelessly on an endless sea, going nowhere.
You’re not where you were, and that’s great. You prayed God would get you out of that situation, and He did. That trial is over, thank God!
But you’re also not…
The flag ladies you'll find in some churches fascinate me. They’re the equivalent of a church dance team, although there’s no pelvic gyrating. Their feet hardly ever leave the floor, which keeps them from doing anything that might look like actual dancing.
I grew up Baptist, so dancing was always a big no-no, right…
I was talking with my barber the other day. Actually, I’m not sure if you call them “barbers” anymore. But to call him a “hair stylist” sounds awkward. I go to one of those chain shops, and he does a great job. But “stylist”?
I guess I’ll just call him “the guy who cuts…
I wrote this several years ago when these events occurred. I can see with better hindsight now how God was working, but I couldn't then. Interesting to reread it and see how awesome God is when we're facing our worst. - Dave
I’ve been learning a lot about suffering recently, and I’m…
Turkey bacon is a lie of the devil.
Ok, maybe I’m exaggerating a bit. But for a big guy who loves to eat, something about it just seems deceptive. And we all know Satan is the father of all lies, right? I mean, it looks like real bacon, it even smells like real bacon a bit.…
As an intellectual exercise today, I'd like us to deal with an analogy.
a·nal·o·gy /əˈnaləjē/
noun -"a comparison between two things, typically for the purpose of explanation or clarification."
Oftentimes when dealing with a moral problem, it helps to take a step back and look at…
One buddy of mine, who we’ll call “Bill”, has fought an addiction to pornography his whole life. It started with a magazine he found by accident as a boy. The photographs inside permanently twisted him so that Bill can no longer get pleasure from what most would consider “normal sexual activity”. This has also limited…