My Aunt Della passed away last week. She was one of those people who went out of her way to help me. She taught me how to make tomato juice, grape juice, mashed potatoes and oatmeal. I never forgot any of those things. You don’t forget people
While the 2019 General Assembly adjourned more than two months ago, I appreciate the opportunity to continue sharing details about the laws we passed.
We hear many varied excuses or justifications for the sins men commit today. One common justification is to say, “It’s entertainment” as a way of justifying certain sinful activities.
WHERE IS HOME? I wrote something years ago for my dad, back before he even knew I was dabbling as a writer. I titled it – More than a name- it was about how my dad and I shared a lot more than just our last name.
WHERE IS HOME?
In 1968, the group Classics IV released a song called “Spooky”. The first time I heard that title, without hearing the song, I thought “Oh, a Halloween song
Next Sunday is Father’s Day. It’s a time to remember and to honor our fathers. Even though I lost my dad in 2009, I appreciate so many of his qualities, teachings, and acts of love.
I suppose it would take a book the size of the New York Telephone Directory to list all the reasons why people lie.
You know those little strips with spikes on them that the police use to puncture tires of fleeing criminals, I need some of those. Actually, I need a bunch of those. I’m not interested in puncturing anybody’s tires. I want to place them on all
Solomon wrote, “Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring” (Prov. 27:1). I remember a time in my life where I saw three people pass from this world in one month alone. Have you ever had a month like that?