Dubious (Just a note first…I have been using my new ReMarkable tablet to write posts the past few days. Today,the tablet and I had, well, issues. Fortunately, I printed a draft and can type it in. Sorry…no handwriting to dig through today.)…
If you catch this on Facebook…you gotta follow the link to the blog in order to red the whole thing.
An experiment using the new ReMarkable Tablet. (Suggestions on converting to a more readable version are accepted with glee!)
Early in the morning, well before sunrise, Jesus rose and went to a deserted place where he could be alone in prayer. Mark 1:35 (CEB) Okay, we live in an age of where connecting with one another is as easy as taking a phone out of your pocket. Because of that, and because of social … Continue reading Pray before you post… →
Originally posted on Not Quite Home:
The television set was only a few feet away and my older brother and I crowded around it with our eyes glued to every move. When the “Bam!” or “Pow” would appear on the screen as Batman and his faithful sidekick Robin fought the never ending battle against evil,…
Originally posted on Appalachian Preacher:
One of the recurring arguments I have been hearing as to why we should not remove Confederate monuments from government lands and buildings is that we need to remember our history. Yet, the very history of these monuments is reason enough to validate their immediate removal. Keeping them is a…
Greenville, NC was booming in the early 1990’s. A growing college campus, a regional hospital and pharmaceutical companies were making the area of Pitt County NC a destination for many new people. The United Methodist Church saw the growth and new that a new congregation would be the best way to tap into the new … Continue reading Twenty Five Years too Late →
Meet Cary and his coffee mugs. He has a story and so do each of them. You are just not ready for all of them, though.
I haven’t posted in a very long time, but really hope to do so each day of Holy Week this year. This first is a reflection on Palm Sunday, both then and now. When I heard he was arriving in Jerusalem, I was curious but doubtful. We had heard stories of deliverance our whole lives, … Continue reading As the Palm Branches Dry… →