GOLF HAIKU
Golf is a great game for teaching humility; yeah, but who needs that?
Read moreGolf is a great game for teaching humility; yeah, but who needs that?
Read moreBy JANICE SIX As the season of Lent draws near, even Christians from non-liturgical denominations and traditions can be heard discussing what they plan to “give up” during the 40 days between Ash Wednesday and Easter morning. It’s baffling to me what people choose to “give up” as a spiritual practice during Lent. For example: Chocolate. Yes, it’s considered to
Read moreBy MIKE PATRICK When L. Frank Baum wrote The Wizard of Oz, I doubt that he had the famous love chapter (1 Corinthians 13) in mind, but an uncanny parallel exists between the two. In his book, Dorothy and her dog, Toto, meet three interesting characters on their journey down the yellow brick road—the Tinman, the Scarecrow, and the Lion.
Read more(Editor’s Note: Karen Boyd was ordained as a deacon on Jan. 30. She shares her experiences, from discernment through ordination.) By KAREN BOYD I was ordained to the Sacred Order of Deacons on January 30, 2018 in the Episcopal Church of the Heavenly Rest in Abilene. I look forward to the future with joy, excitement and more
Read moreOn this end of the pond swims one lonely duck – maybe not lonely at all, just needing a break from all the other ducks and their constant quacking.
Read moreBy MIKE PATRICK When I joined the chaplain’s staff at Hendrick Medical Center in 1990, part of my first assignment was to work with the patients on the Stress Unit, a non-lock up psychiatric floor. One of the terms used by various mental health professionals was “emotional focus.” In essence, it meant that a person becomes like what he or
Read moreIt costs me no injury for my neighbor to say there are 20 gods or no god. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.” – – – Thomas Jefferson By JIM McDONALD I essentially agree with Thomas Jefferson. However, if we know God, that is, having been saved by Jesus’ sacrifice and have a relationship with Him,
Read moreBy DANNY MINTON When I was in elementary school, my mother planted a peach tree in our backyard. That was the time when during the summer months all the kids played outside in either your yard or some neighbor’s yard. Ours was no different. It was a football field, baseball field, and golf course. There were clotheslines with Yellow Jacket
Read moreBy LARRY BAKER I think my Grandfather first taught me. I’m not sure. What I do remember is the way he treated me. I recall some places he lived – in a white frame house on the side of a hill, “home” for a tenant farmer growing cotton and tending a garden; a rented, unpainted clapboard house a dozen miles
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