Author Archives: Loretta Fulton

Feeling the Pain

By DANNY MINTON “Black Lives Matter!” Ok, now that I have your attention, let’s talk about it. Do you feel the pain in that phrase? As a Christian, I know “all lives matter” in the eyes of Jesus. He died for us all. The lives of everyone on the face of this planet now, in the past, in the future,

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Global Divide on Homosexuality Persists

Editor’s Note: The following report was published by the Pew Research Center, based on findings from its survey conducted in 2019. Excerpts are posted below. Click here to read entire report, with graphic designs. BY JACOB POUSHTER AND NICHOLAS KENT Despite major changes in laws and norms surrounding the issue of same-sex marriage and the rights of LGBT people around the world, public opinion on the

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Algebra And The Lungs

By JIM NICHOLS Diffusion is a principle considered in many science classes. It is a simple concept, but quite significant in many physical situations. The concept identifies that a substance moves naturally from an area where it is more concentrated to an area where it is less concentrated. For instance, if one puts a spoonful of sugar into a cup

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Kornegay Hall

 IDLE AMERICANCommentary by Dr. Don Newbury “We’ve never done it that way before.” The expression was well worn before the pandemic came along. Lately, creative juices have been milked dry for new ways to conduct commencements, weddings and funerals. The late Roy Kornegay, a church leader who died recently in Amarillo, might well have observed, “So what?” When softball nudged against

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To Everything There Is a Time

By NANCY PATRICK I often wonder what will happen if I ever run out of things to write about. Not only does writing provide my primary form of expression, but it also serves as cheap therapy for all my neuroses. Those result from my brain’s constant thinking and fretting about national and international conditions I fear I cannot impact. My

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Father’s Day

By JIM NICHOLS Here in the calendar vicinity of Fathers’ Day, I have some “thank yous” to identify. It sounds like a prayer for my dad. Dad,We met in a delayed fashion. You were in Italy in the war when I was born and we first encountered one another when I was 14 months old. Mother told me many times

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