The year was 1967. The place was Jackson, Tennessee. I was a college freshman about to learn a lesson. The campus of Union University was not overly crowded on the weekends back in 1967. By the way, this was...
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Dale and I became fast friends a few years ago because of our love for the music of that Missouri band of rural hippie farmers known as the Ozark Mountain Daredevils. Their song “Beauty in the River” is one...
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Bro. Glenn Johnson stood at the base of the steps leading up to the baptistery of the First Southern Baptist Church of Tallapoosa, Missouri. He was about to baptize three young believers. Prior to this...
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In the time when a corrupt governor ruled like there was no other power in the world, a little boy named Jesus was born in a backwater town. Powerful and important people–the kind who didn’t spend...
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Ascending Descending Truly, The One Who Is is in this place and I I did not know it. Forming Light Creating Darkness In the light the bright revealing clarity of day In the darkness the dim obscuring shades...
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I have never been “a’wassailing” to my knowledge, but I really love Christmas songs and have meandered about neighborhoods singing them while sober. In fact, a quick perusal of my rather large music...
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Allyn and I will be sharing a two-month preaching gig starting January 1. The church is a First Baptist — a historical place that is apparently very proud of their conservative values. I suppose this means...
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In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God … And the Word became flesh and lived among us (John 1:1-2, 14a). Or, as Eugene Peterson puts it, “The Word became flesh...
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