If you’ve been around more than a couple of decades, you’ve probably seen it. The classic scene in a Western movie where One-eyed Jack, outside a saloon, yells to someone inside. “Hey Bart! I’m callin’ you out! You yellow-bellied-two-faced-lily-livered-hook-nosed-varmint. And if you ain’t out here in 15 seconds, I’m comin’ in!” Then, of course Bart gets up from the poker table, adjusts his hat, … Read the rest…
Life can feel so dark and dreary when you’re focused on self all the time. And it’s so easy to focus on self when you live alone. And it’s so easy to end up alone when you’re not willing to work through the tough times, in relationships, and rely on the light of God’s word to help you. But when you DO trust God … Read the rest…
“I don’t wanna deal with reality. In fact, I hate reality.” I was just talking with a good friend who said a person he knows told him that. And my wife said a coworker told her something like that, too. So, it would seem there are some people out there who prefer their own little imaginary worlds. And they don’t wanna come out of … Read the rest…
Here’s the headline: “Mother Murders Child”. But here’s what a so-called professional (Manhattan District Attorney Cyrus R. Vance Jr.) practicing “law” said after hearing the verdict in the case: “The poisoning and killing of an 8-year-old boy is a premeditated act of child abuse.” Since when is murdering your child an “act of child abuse”?! A woman, named Gigi Jordan, who appears to be … Read the rest…
I remember, even way back in the 20th century when I was a kid, how pastors could get fire-and-brimstone fired up. And how they’d want some feedback. So, a lot of them would say something with particular emphasis and ask, “Can I get an Amen?” And somebody (or multiple somebodies) would shout, “Amen!” Of course, as a little kid, I just thought those adults … Read the rest…
I’ve talked about how my parents split up when I was around 4. And I’ve talked about how my younger brother and I lived mainly with my grandparents (on Dad’s side) for a couple of years after that. But I’ve never mentioned how my Grandmother forced me to work all hours of the day and night. And how she made me snap green beans … Read the rest…
Back in my school days, there was a spunky and long song with a chorus that said, “Bye bye Miss American Pie.” It was written, performed, and recorded by Don Maclean. And lots of people thought the song was about Buddy Holly when it said, “…the day the music died.” But Mr. Maclean says maybe, maybe not. One thing’s for sure. The bye bye … Read the rest…