Pastor Steve’s Blog

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A Lady Named Grace

She was named Grace, appropriately I might add. Grace Thomas was her name and in 1954 she ran for governor of Georgia. She had as much chance of winning as I do of making the PGA Champions (Senior) Tour. Fifty four was a big year because, as you might recall, that was...

Watching Paint Dry

Our children have said it, as have yours: “I am bored.” They have said it in the middle of The Nutcracker or in the middle of my sermons. People have creative ways to describe boredom. They say things like: “That was so boring, it was like watching paint dry.” Or “It...

Shopping for Shoes

I went shopping for shoes, but couldn’t find what I was looking for, so I wound up buying something else.  Does that happen to you?  Sure it does.  I remember going to the Squire Shop a hundred years ago and looking to buy a tie.  I got a tie alright.  Charles Willis,...

Ms. Kirby as an Answer to Prayer

The elementary school I attended had just enough students to have two classes for each grade.  So, you might get Ms. So and So or Ms. So and So, and who you got for your teacher was a big deal.  Now, let me preface what I am about to say by noting that I...

Christmas Sweaters

Our daughter was about twelve when she had one of the happiest moments of her, then young life. That was when her mother took a pile of tacky Christmas sweaters to a drop-off for donation. I didn’t hear Natalie say, “Hot diggity dog,” only because she doesn’t use that...

Train Thoughts

A few years ago, a news item caught my eye.  Amtrak’s first high speed train sped through several Northeastern states on a trip from Washington D. C. to New York and Boston.  The Acela Express reached speeds of 150 m.p.h.  The trip from D. C. to New York stopped in...

Activity Scene

As if you need it, you now have my permission to shop.   You have my permission to shop for Christmas because Thanksgiving is now officially over. I’m not exactly sure when Thanksgiving ends. It may have ended when the last turkey sandwich was gobbled or it may...

Reflections on Burning the Turkey

"Over the river and through the woods, to grandmother’s house we go, the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh."  And so goes the familiar song.  But most of us have different experiences at Thanksgiving than that.  Most of us don't go over the river and through the...

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire

I guess all of us tell some whoppers every now and then—little white lies or really big ones. A young couple was excited when the news came that the wife was pregnant. Wow! And when that baby was born nothing could compare to the excitement they felt. But it wasn’t...

Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

We taught both our kids the little doggerel, “Ini, mini, mine, mo, catch a tiger by the toe.  If he hollers make him pay, fifty dollars every day.  My mother told me to pick the very best one and you are it.”  That’s a simple way for kids to make decisions.  And if...

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