OUT TO PASTOR: Why does Monday have to follow Sunday?

The older I get, the more I wake up not knowing what day it is.That is particularly true on Mondays.My favorite day of the week is Sunday. I enjoy attending church, fellowshipping with other Christians, and, of course, the Sunday worship services.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) – part 37

The further into the story, the more engaged Cheyenne became. I knew that when it came to the dark-haired beauty, he would be glued to every detail.

OUT TO PASTOR: Dancing the Critter/Bug Shuffle

I must confess that I do have a liking for critters of all kinds. I enjoy feeding them out on the back porch, and boy, do they come hungry for their treats.Two cats born in our garage are still hanging around. They come morning, noon, and night for their treats.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) – part 36

“Cheyenne,” I said, “I might as well go ahead and tell you about another unexpected conflict. It had to do with a certain big corn-fed Alabama peck-of-wood popping into the story, a young fella who thought he had laid some kind of claim on the dark-haired girl.”“Peck of wood?”

OUT TO PASTOR: Ice cream really solves a lot of my problems

Like everybody else, I face problems almost every day. Or maybe I should say, my problem faces me.Every Monday, when I get up, I say to myself, “How many problems will I have this week? How many will I solve?”

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) – part 35

We severely violated our oft-used Oak-Ridge Boys’ “No time for lengthy speeches” motto in our monologue about Mrs. Long. Cheyenne listened carefully to every detail, but I suspected our departure off the main trail was not exactly the terrain Cheyenne wanted to investigate.

OUT TO PASTOR: Who doesn’t like baloney?

When I was young, my favorite sandwich was the baloney sandwich.Sometimes, with cheese and other things, but most importantly – baloney.I can’t imagine what my childhood would have been like without those bologna sandwiches.Just about every boy in my class had baloney sandwiches for their lunch.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: The moment time stopped – a tribute to Roy Deering

Of all the miles – and all the moments we shared, friend with friend, two with a common love for nature and the writing of it – this one moment stands out above the rest.

OUT TO PASTOR: Idiots make me look good, so says the boss

Often, I get agitated by people I call “idiots.”I don’t have an inclusive definition for what an idiot really is; I just use the word carelessly.This is especially true when I’m out in the neighborhood driving around.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: The moment time stopped – a tribute to Roy Deering

For the next few weeks we will pause from our 1973 novel/memoir to pay tribute to, and walk together down a trail with, our good friend Roy Deering. The surprising phone call from the amazin’ blonde came to me Wednesday afternoon, July 7, 2021.