Future East Hill gospel meeting preacher Terry Francis said recently on his podcast, “It’s difficult to eat when you are the one serving the meal.” I’ve seen many godly women demonstrate that principle in their dining rooms over the years. It’s far more about helping others than feeding yourself. I can relate as the one…
A preacher colleague of mine messaged me on Facebook this week. He wanted to tell me I was on a list of people who have not claimed their big check from Such-and-Such Government Agency. After discovering that he did not know two of his own daughters, confirming my suspicions of a hack, I told him I had reported him to Facebook.
A preacher was visiting a congregation one Sunday — they as unknown to him as he was to them. “This is a bit uncomfortable for all of us, I suppose,” he said to open. “You’re out there wondering if I’m a good preacher. I’m up here wondering if you know what good preaching is.”
That is not a story from my future autobiography, I assure you.
Having lived in the middle of SEC country for nearly seven years now, I thought I had seen the worst examples of “Can’t take L for an answer.” But two New Orleans fans have taken it to a whole other level. They are actually suing the NFL over the result of the NFC championship game, in which their beloved Saints lost to the Rams — in no small part because of an admittedly horrible non-call near the end of the game.
They want the commissioner of the NFL to do something about it. Ideally, replay the entire game (or at least the last few minutes of regulation), or just flat-out reverse the game results. Nothing unreasonable.
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.
Treason! Treason! The accusation rang loud and long in the palace of the queen, and it was the queen herself making the accusation. She was suddenly facing an uprising from the priesthood — ironic, considering they were the spokesmen for righteousness and order, which had always translated to supporting the monarch instead of bringing the monarch down. She was horrified that the people and their leaders would turn on the queen so rudely, suddenly, and ultimately with extreme violence.
As is generally the case, there are two sides to the story.