Children are on my mind this week, as we enjoy time with our grandchildren. This post was penned 6 years ago, 2 years before the first one was born. It takes on special meaning this morning as I’ve been up since 5 AM trying to comfort little Katernine Joy and watch her attempt to scribble in one of my books! Enjoy!
I recently came across a true story by Richard Fairchild that was published many years ago in the Christian Reader. It was called “Priceless Scribbles.” He tells about a father who touched his son’s life in a unique and unexpected way.
A young boy watched as his father walked into the living room. He noticed that his younger brother, John, began to cower slightly as their dad entered. The older boy sensed that John had done something wrong. Then he saw from a distance what his brother had done. The younger boy had opened his father’s brand new hymnal and scribbled all over the first page with a pen.
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There is a war raging today. It is intense. Aggressive. And intrusive. It affects all of us. None of us are exempt from the attacks and assaults we are facing today that impacts our lives on all fronts.
Now, the war is not what you may think it is. Continue reading
Yesterday comedian Bill Cosby was sentenced to 3-10 years in prison for his conviction on sexual assault.
Cosby’s sentencing is the culmination of several years of rumors. Accusations. Denials. Conviction in a civil suit. A hung jury in a criminal trial. And finally a retrial in April.
More than 60 women told similar stories of being drugged and sexually assaulted by the man who was affectionately dubbed as “America’s Dad.” Continue reading
In a recent Wall Street Journal article, “Do We Still Need to Believe in Hell?” Dr. Scott G. Bruce, professor of history at Fordham University, argues that “Hell is a cruel and oppressive concept.”
The professor writes that “Hell lost some of its purchase on humankind in the 19th century when new scientific theories such as Darwinism eroded the authority of the Bible and the tides of sentiment turned against God’s wrath in favor of His mercy.”
“… In some distant, better future,” Bruce opines, “the foreclosure of Hell will be an important step in the maturation of human communities that can mete out justice on their own, without supernatural aid.” Continue reading
Last night Norma Jean and I worshiped with the Temple Terrace Church and heard a fine lesson presented by Nathan Caldwell.
Nathan is from Wainfleet, Ontario, Canada, where we spent the summer and enjoyed our association with his parents, Rob and Sharon Caldwell. He preaches “part-time,” as we often express it, and does a good job.
His sermon was entitled “Our Purpose in Life” and focused on the human need to find fulfillment. Continue reading
Last night Norma Jean and I were privileged to attend the annual Florida College Leadership dinner and hear J. C. Watts.
Watts was a quarterback for the University of Oklahoma Sooners in the late 1970’s and led his team to two consecutive Big Eight Championships. After receiving his B.A. degree in journalism, he played in the Canadian Football League for several years.
In 1994 Watts ran and won a seat in the United States House of Representatives and served until 2002. Today he is involved in business. Serves on several boards. Is involved in ministry. Is a frequent speaker. And the author of “Dig Deep: 7 Truths to Finding the Strength Within.”
Last night Mr. Watts spoke to us about the importance of personal responsibility and accountability. The value of our relationships with others. And how to develop trust. Continue reading
Today Norma Jean and I are traveling to Tampa So I’m going to do a throwback Thursday and re blog a pass post Hope you enjoy It
In his book, with the captivating title, “Even Eagles Need A Push,” Dave McNally tells about a man being awakened one night with a loud knock at the door. He rolls over and looks at his clock. It’s 3:30 AM!
“I’m not getting out of bed at this time,” he thinks, and rolls over. Then, a louder knock follows.
“Aren’t you going to answer that?” whispers his wife.
So he drags himself out of bed, and goes downstairs. He opens the door and there is a man standing at the door. It doesn’t take him long to realize the man is drunk.
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