Inspirational

OUT TO PASTOR: A minister and a day off his rocker

I was tootling along one day last week, quite focused on getting my business for the day done. In fact, I was feeling good about the progress I was making with my “to-do list.” Nothing is more satisfying to me than the sense of being in control of my schedule.

OUT TO PASTOR: To grin or not to grin, is my dilemma

Through the years, I have experienced one dilemma after another. I remember my father once told me, “Son, when life delivers you a dilemma, make lemonade out of it.” To which I looked at him with a big grin and said, “Is there any dilemma I can make a root beer out of it?

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: Preacher Miller could take care of ‘hisself’

Good day to all. Read on for a very special “Front-Porch” visit. You’d never know that a humble Southern preacher who lived most of his life down on modest Truitt Avenue in LaGrange, Georgia could be one of our country’s most powerful debaters.

OUT TO PASTOR: I wasn’t born old – it just happened that way

Everywhere I look these days, people are obsessed with age. More products are sold today to make you look younger than anything else. Everybody desires to look younger than what they actually are. I think that is rather hypocritical. Just saying.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: In-laws were gracious gift-givers

Good week to all. Welcome to the “front porch.” Sometimes a life story makes about the best gospel sermon you’ll hear. So it is today. Read on. My mama-in-law Jimie Dickinson was a simple woman.

OUT TO PASTOR: It was a belly-binge kind of day

It’s not often that a day goes my way. Occasionally, I have a day that focuses on my desires and me. It was a Monday evening right after supper and the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were watching TV.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: Don’t ask the lighthouse to move!

Good week to all. Welcome to the “front porch.” There’s an old story of a warship out on the sea on a foggy night. The captain sees a light just ahead that is on a collision course with his ship. Immediately the captain radios ahead, “Sir,” he says, “we are on a collision course.

HOPE FOR TODAY: Let’s move in together

Clinical Psychologist Meg Jay writes about a young lady named Jennifer in a New York Times column. She was one of Meg’s clients who lived with her boyfriend four years prior to getting married. Then, a year after the wedding, Jennifer showed up for a session on Meg’s couch.

OUT TO PASTOR: The parsonage kitchen shutdown threat

A certain situation has been building in the Parsonage for the last several months. At first, I did not think it too serious but alas, we have reached a terrible impasse. Quite frankly, I’m not exactly sure what to do.