WE SEEK TO BE A LOVING COMMUNITY

I can’t remember if it was 1968 or 1969 when Thanksgiving for my family was one like I had never seen before or since.  As a young boy, I remember my family getting ready for our annual pilgrimage to Toronto, KS.  This tiny town was the gathering place for many of my mom’s relatives.  At

When I was a teenager by parents forced my brother and I to join with them in what I thought was the most annoying ritual imaginable.  Every Sunday afternoon, dad would inform us that it was time for our weekly “drive”.  Part of the reason it was so annoying centered around my own desire to

Where you 50 years ago this week?  I know that many of you hadn’t made your appearance in the world yet but many, like me may remember very clearly.  I remember it not because it was the week the Richard M. Nixon was reelected president although that was a significant event.  His reelection efforts featured

I don’t like roller coasters.  The older I have gotten the more my desire to avoid roller coasters has grown.  I suppose I wouldn’t have a problem getting on a very vanilla style roller coaster but these new contraptions that have the appearance of some kind of torture, no thanks! I remember when my kids,

We all know that change is inevitable.  Nothing stays the same.  We see it in the fashions of the day and the seasons and weather.  We often long for a vision of the past that truthfully is often remembered differently than how it really was. I see it when I look in the mirror.  Somehow,

I suppose most of the people who will bother to read this blog post know that it is Pastor Appreciation month.  The Itawamba Christian Church people really got the memo on this celebration and again this year, Camille and I are enjoying a daily offering of appreciation from different folks within the congregation.  October has

For those who have paid close attention, you will have noticed a strange bird on the front license plate of our vehicle.  No, it isn’t a poor bird that we accidentally hit while traveling.  It is a mythical bird that is very much familiar to people who hail from Kansas.  It is known as the

The life of a Pastor is one of routines and frequent interruption.  Over the years I have changed from being frustrated by this reality to relishing it.  It is fascinating how I can plan a week of work and then look back on what really happened.  I used to worry and even get upset if

One of the not so fond memories of my childhood involved parent/teacher conferences.  By and large I was a pretty good student.  I usually got A’s with an occasional B and once in a blue moon a C.  Most parents would be happy if their children had consistently good report cards like that but my

Every Thursday I find myself writing this blog.  I have been doing it now for a couple of years and it has become a regular part of my routine.  I am always on the lookout for ideas that might inspire this short post and so far I have been able to come up with thoughts