It’s not social distancing. It’s just “safe distance.” One of our older ladies’ classes met with me Tuesday morning in
Irony contains great truth—that America could be demonstrating its oldest pain so openly on the day celebrating Christian barrier-breaking contains a word from the Lord for us. Deeds, not words.
On Monday, Memorial Day 2007, Vickie and I went to American Village to attend the Gold Star Memorial Service in
So, two more little poems. I can’t help it. They just pop out. Whether they spread uncontrollably is, well, not up to me. Maybe a smile amid the little glimmers of loss that intrude on the day.
This is a time of many “firsts.” I suspect this is true of everyone. Our church staff, like all congregations
Morning coffee comes to our cells, We are not in jail, we are monks of the pandemic “Go to your
Sermon preached on Sunday, March 29, 2020 at Vestavia Hills Baptist Church. You can view the recorded version here. NRS
My daughter is an executive coach and a counselor and sent me an article this week in the Harvard
Prayer and blessing given at the Chamber of Commerce monthly meeting, Vestavia Hills, Alabama, March 10, 2020, by Dr. Gary
Those of us who are pastors consider ourselves called into ministry, but sometimes you realize what a wonderful privilege it