Following Jesus From Israel to Rural Alabama

The Day After Thunder It was truly a day beyond words in April of this year when record tornadoes tore through Alabama.  I put it on my facebook page this way: “It is the morning after a wall of thunder ripped across our lovely state.  Time to roll up our sleeves and see what we can do to help.” A lot of death and injury greeted us when we emerged–damaged homes, businesses gone—and we found the task of cleaning up absolutely daunting.  One family in my church found themselves in a neighborhood of felled trees, including a big one right … Continue reading Following Jesus From Israel to Rural Alabama

Wade Mainer, Uncle Vance and This Old Guitar

Wade Mainer died this week at the age of 104.  A mountain banjo player who came out of the mountains of Weaverville, NC, Wade and his brother J. E. were part of my life even though I never met either one of them.  They split up and had separate careers after 1936, and were a big part of the foundation of what Bill Monroe fused into “bluegrass” music.  Wade became the more famous of the two, playing the White House for President Franklin Roosevelt. Uncle Vance Furr, my Daddy’s oldest brother, died at the age of 74.  He lived, all … Continue reading Wade Mainer, Uncle Vance and This Old Guitar

Remembering What I Said After 9-11

I wondered about the things I said on the Sunday morning after 9-11.  So I retrieved my sermon from that day,  September 16, 2001 at Vestavia Hills Baptist Church, Birmingham, Alabama.  I am still in the place where I was on that day, still trying to preach sermons to my people.  So, I wondered, what do I remember about what I said and felt and thought.  Turns out I had a record.  Some of these thoughts still help me.  Some cause me questions about where we have come since then.  You decide.   NRS Ecclesiastes 12:1 Remember your creator in … Continue reading Remembering What I Said After 9-11

Dreaming On

The anniversary of 9/11 is not only a marker of a terrible historical moment, it is a reminder that we have lived an entire decade in the collective shadows of fear and diminished hopes.  Our children graduating now have spent their childhoods absorbing tsunamis, wars, terrorism, hurricanes, earthquakes and economic catastrophe.  They enter a job market that will test their ability to hope.  It may be a great moment not only to remember 9/11 but also to remember how to hope. Howard Thurman once wrote that “as long as a man has a dream in his heart, he cannot lose … Continue reading Dreaming On