I don’t take issue with what Jesus said. Goodness no. He is my master. I do take issue with how his message is used. I suspect that the message concerning the widow giving her two small coins to the temple treasury, is used to beat people up until they give more. Give until it hurts… Read More ›

Its not the clothes. It’s the attitude. As a chaplain, I have to wear a badge when I am out at the youth correction center I work at. That badge opens doors – literally. I also have a radio. Maybe, when I am wearing that badge and that radio, I feel important. Maybe it is… Read More ›

Way back in my college days, in the dusty land of Lubbock, Texas, we went to church with a gentleman who had an interesting perception of children. He seriously, I think he was serious, wanted to have children so that he could have live in servants.

Ah, the old reductio ad absurdum ploy. What? You don’t know what that is either. Hold on a minute and let me Google it. I’m back. It is Latin for “reduction to the ridiculous.” It is an argument that takes a line of thought and displays it within a scenario that is designed to make… Read More ›

Mothers; good mothers; have to make difficult decisions. I think this is always true, but there are varying degrees of difficulty. One year, when my family and I were on a mission trip in Honduras we visited an orphanage for special needs children. In this area, it was the first of its kind. We listened… Read More ›

If I bring up the subject of taxes does it fill you with warm positive feelings? Maybe you can feel good knowing that all of your taxes are being used for good things; things you can really get behind; things you would have contributed to anyway. Yeah right! We are adults here. We know that… Read More ›

Anybody remember those old cartoons where there was this loose thread. It looked like it you should be able to just pluck that thing out and cast it into the bin. I blame the Great British Baking Show for the use of the word bin here.

My grandpa was a sharecropper near New Madrid, Missouri. Since that is not a common thing anymore, maybe I should explain what that means. He did not own the land. He was allowed to live and raise a crop on the land. His particular crop was cotton. The owner of the land received a portion… Read More ›

My grandpa was a sharecropper near New Madrid, Missouri. Since that is not a common thing anymore, maybe I should explain what that means. He did not own the land. He was allowed to live and raise a crop on the land. His particular crop was cotton. The owner of the land received a portion… Read More ›

Some things lose a sense of awe through familiarity. I think this is true of Easter. It is a conundrum. I mean, we want to be familiar with the resurrection of Jesus. It permeates everything. The Lord’s Supper breathes the story. We sing it; we pray it; we celebrate it. And once a year there… Read More ›