I spent the better part of the week at what Taylor delights in calling “preacher camp” while she and Tracie were riding out the hurricane. Yes, I feel a bit guilty about that. What can I say? They made me go, and they wouldn’t let me come home early. They had Elvis movies to watch.
But I’m glad I went. I met a few dozen preachers. I sat at the feet of qualified and motivated instructors. I grew as a preacher and a Christian. Almost as importantly, I got ample fodder for articles such as this one. Stay tuned. Read More
Like the rest of us, Paul had plenty of opportunities for boasting if he were inclined to seek them. He lists some of them in Philippians 3:5-6. Circumcised. Descended from Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. Devout follower of Jehovah God for his entire life. A spotless reputation for righteousness among all who knew him. Such things were, in fact, used by many Jewish Christians to distance themselves morally and spiritually from others, particularly Gentiles.
But Paul abandoned such things. Read More
Enough judging a man in his 50s for an isolated incident, or even several of them, that may or may not have happened when he was a teenager.
Enough judging a woman for daring to have a smile on her face at some point in time when the most important thing in her life is her allegations of being assaulted.
Enough giving credence to everyone who supports our own preconceived values and principles. Enough dismissing and/or excoriating everyone who opposes them. Read More
If you are driven to distraction by the noise people make when they are eating, chewing gum, or just plain breathing, you may have misophonia — which is an actual mental condition, according to the ever-reliable internet.
You also may be a human being.
The distinction between the two seems to be a capacity for toleration. Read More
Alton Brown, my favorite foodie, has a real attitude about what he calls “unitaskers” — that is, kitchen implements that serve only one function. Strawberry slicers, rice cookers, countertop rotisseries, basically anything sold on late-night television — scrap them all. The only unitasker you should have in your kitchen, he says, is a fire extinguisher.
It is the exception to the unitasker rule that I would like to address here. Read More
Whenever I hear about a restaurant or other establishment that refuses to serve police officers, I always want to ask, “Do you expect them to serve you?” After all, their service requires them to (at least potentially) put their very lives on the line for you. The worst that can happen to you by serving them is getting a rotten tip.
It just seems reasonable. When people put themselves out for you, you should be inclined to do the same for them. Read More
Peter was an experienced fisherman. He had no doubt experienced many troubling waters in his life. But this particular storm was placed in context when he and the other disciples saw Jesus walking on the water. Peter had enough faith to recognize the Lord’s voice, and enough confidence to ask if he could walk out on the water to meet Him — and to do so when Jesus gave him permission. Read More
OK, Hal has been watching videos on Facebook again. Someone unplug his modem before he turns into one of those people who is always linking to clips of baby goats and puppies. Anyway, this one was of a driver and would-be Sonic customer who seemed to have confused the concepts of drive-in and drive-thru. Read More
Serena Williams’ tantrum at the U.S. Open (that’s tennis, for sports fans only interested in a ball with points) was not her first by any means. She has quite the track record, actually, of verbal abuse, court abuse, equipment abuse, and general abuse of principles of basic decency.
All of these incidents seem to have one thing in common: Serena was losing the match at the time of the incident. Read More
Some of you are old enough to remember when a fried chicken dinner required not only a frying pan but also either kitchen shears or a big knife. That’s right, back in our day chickens were purchased in grocery stores, not drive-thru windows. And they looked pretty much like actual chickens, just without feathers, heads and feet.
When my mom served us fried chicken, she insisted on taking the back. That’s a piece of chicken the Colonel doesn’t serve, of course. But it’s there, right there with breasts, thighs and drumsticks. I always thought she was “taking one for the team,” as mothers often do — leaving the choice pieces for the rest of us. Now I’m starting to wonder if Mom was playing us. Read More
Let’s say you wanted to give a gift to God. And why not, given all He has done for all of us? What sort of gift would you consider to be appropriate? Read More
One of my recent Bible acquisitions claims to have an “imitation leather” cover. Well, I guess that’s right, as far as it goes. It’s certainly not real leather. But honestly, if I had not seen the words on the box, it never would have occurred to me that it might be leather. It may as well have called itself imitation rubber, or imitation wool, or imitation cardboard. Read More
Mark 8 includes an interesting postscript to the narrative of the feeding of the 4,000. Like Matthew, Mark follows the story immediately with the discussion among the disciples about not having any bread — ironic in the extreme, given the circumstances. After all, He had just provided an enormous amount of food with practically nothing to work with — for the second time! Read More
What does two hours of “worship piano” sound like? I had to know. After all, the all-knowing YouTube seems to have thought I would like it.
And I did, I guess. I love piano music. Very relaxing, very melodic. As good, at least, as the rain forest noises that accompany my typical Sunday afternoon nap.
I wouldn’t call it “worship,” though. If you want to argue the piano player was “worshiping” during the performance, we can have that discussion another time. But I certainly wasn’t worshiping. I was listening. Read More
For me, the toughest thing about cutting grass — by far — is putting on my shoes. It seems illogical, but it’s true. I will come up with any and every conceivable reason to not get out there and do what needs to be done. Too hot. Too wet. Too tired. Too busy. Too many interesting videos on YouTube.
Once I get my shoes on, though, I’ll go. And once I go, I’ll finish. Read More
It’s time for another report from the Facebook links. Really, one of these days I will quit watching these things. But then again, if I did, where would I get ideas for this column?
Anyway, in this particular instance a woman was being interviewed by a TV reporter because she had difficulties while dropping her children off at school. She was running late, so she decided to cut through an elementary school parking lot to get to another school in the neighborhood, driving around two traffic cones while doing so. One schoolteacher was so upset at her actions that he literally threw himself onto the hood of her car. Read More
One time in the queue for Expedition: Everest, I saw an advertisement for “Yeti tinned meats.” The review called it “tasty, sanitary, and compact.” The review was from “Hal.”
Needless to say, the review — and for that matter, as far as I know, Yeti tinned meats — is bogus. Read More
Advocates for a capella (or non-instrumental) music in worship frequently turn to Ephesians 5:19 and Colossians 3:16. Neither of these prohibits instruments in so many words; rather, they describe the actions of worshipful, thankful hearts as they address their Father to offer Him praise. That said, these and every other passage in the New Testament that refer to music in the assembly mentions and emphasizes singing. Instruments are not mentioned at all.
This constitutes a pattern. Read More
We ship Kylie back to college this week. It’s sad on multiple levels. But it is part of the process of watching a young person grow up. On the whole, it would be much, much sadder if it didn’t happen. If I tell Tracie that enough times, maybe she will start to believe me. Read More
It’s been raining a lot lately. Maybe you’ve noticed. Rain in the summer has been one of the toughest things for this Texas boy to get used to in this part of the world. That, and what the locals call “Mexican food.”
The good thing about rain is, it helps my lawn grow. The bad things is, it helps my lawn grow. And grow. And grow. Read More