Asking Good Questions: A Sermon for a Young Parent
I’d want them to know my love was so strong that no matter how bad it gets, how far down
Reflections on faith, music, and community by Gary Allison Furr
I’d want them to know my love was so strong that no matter how bad it gets, how far down
Several years ago, Dr. Penny Marler approached me about participating in a program where pastors might become friends across differences—race,
Last weekend, our family gathered in Stone Mountain, Georgia, to celebrate my parents’ 60th wedding anniversary. I must hasten to
I’ll admit it—I long for Mayberry and simpler living. Maybe it never existed, but something in us says, “It ought
There were times as a young man when I complained to myself A memory of Dad…where do you start? I
Here in Alabama, To Kill a Mockingbird is one of our great treasures. You can still go to Monroeville, Alabama
Watched “Moneyball” Sunday night. I liked it. It surprised me. I wasn’t sure that it could be faithfully made into
I nearly always prefer the hidden, obscure, local and unnoticed to the Big Stuff. Celebrity…zzz…even small pond big fish I
Napoleon Dynamite. It’s been seven years and I still laugh at this movie. I have it on DVR so I
So it is Thanksgiving Eve. If Halloween (All Hallow’s Eve) can be an elaborate anticipation of the solemnity of All