BY GOD’S GRACE MINISTRIES: Anti-Semitism – cleaning up the mess

People in America today have many opinions on various subjects. But, opinions are like noses, every person has one and all are different. Many opinions develop due to a lack of understanding, often leading to crowd followers.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) part 89

As you know by now, Doocy was Shakespeare and Twain combined when it came to exaggerating, overstating, and embellishing repetitive hyperbole.In the twinkling of an eye, this theatre of a brick job became nothing less than a full-fledged musical. Broadway it was.

OUT TO PASTOR: Heat’s not just a number – it’s an attitude

Lately, the temperature in Florida has topped 100°. I saw on the news that the Northeast is also hitting 100°.It’s easy to see why everyone wants to come to Florida. If they can’t, they wish for some of our heat. Well, good luck with that. We’ll send you all you can handle.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) part 88

Oblivious to my immediate surroundings – being wrapped between my mind’s wanderings and Doocy’s pontificating, which is a word invented for no other reason than to describe what was taking place that foggy morning – an audience had gathered out behind the truck.

OUT TO PASTOR: Did my body warranty just expire?

Just when I recover from the latest ache in my body within a few minutes, I will get a “Boo, I’m back.”I’m not quite sure why these Aches and Pains love my body so much.Why don’t they just get over it and move on to another circus.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) part 87

As I’ve said, Doocy was an enigma. I don’t know any other way to say it.You could argue with him, and it didn’t matter if everybody in Randolph County knew he was wrong – he’d hold out to the bitter end and get the last word even if it was his inaudible mumbling as he stomped away.

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. Why do those days go by so quickly?

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. They would be gone for three days.

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

Word got out that there was a little trouble in Paradise over on that Alabama hillside where the nosiest people in the world were laying brick and creating havoc for one called Pup.Naturally.