OUT TO PASTOR: To be or not to be, that’s my confusion

After many years of denial, I finally realized how easily I am confused. Why it took me so long to realize this, I will never know.If only I could go back to my wonderful teenage years when I knew everything and nobody could tell me what to do.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) part 86

Even though Corrina was not directly involved in the hoopla that would soon be ablaze that morning, generally just her presence or even the prospect of her coming strolling up the road onto the job at any minute could throw gasoline on anything.

OUT TO PASTOR: Just me and my coffee

It was one of those days that don’t often come my way. I was out sitting on the porch with my 1st cup of coffee for the day.Today was special. The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, her daughter and granddaughter went to St. Augustine for spring break.