As Kathy and I traveled the California roadways, we often thought of you. Traveling from Carmel to Yosemite through the central valley we saw the crops of strawberries, artichokes, and other produce much like the fields of South Georgia. As our weather became the talk of the nation, we watched from afar as people prepared. We heard the stories of gas, bread, and water being “sold out’ at the stores.
- Published: September 17, 2017 September 17, 2017
I like words. I like to play with them even though I’m not a big fan of puzzles or games with words. Words are powerful. The adage we teach our children suggests objects hurt us more, but words inflict pain where medicine cannot reach. Hearts are bruised and broken by words.
Taken out of context words can confuse and frustrate. Aimed correctly, they will shatter mythologies we hold dear. With a certain spin, with only half truths, words turn people against each other.
Words also heal. They can be a salve to our hearts. To hear words of acceptance, of respect, of being valued bring waves of encouragement.
- Published: August 20, 2017 August 20, 2017
A current song in the Christian genre’, and one we often sing in Ocilla, is Chris Tomlin’s “Good, Good Father.” In it, Tomlin describes a complexity often missed by Christian artists and writers, theologians and preachers, parents and teachers. Tomlin gives us both a fundamental look at the meaning of “relationship,” and a clear statement of the perfection of God.
I've heard a thousand stories of what they think you're like
But I've heard the tender whispers of love in the dead of night
And you tell me that you're pleased
And that I'm never alone
You're a good, good father
It's who you are, it's who you are, it's who you are
And I'm loved by you
It's who I am, it's who I am, it's who I am*
- Published: August 6, 2017 August 6, 2017