Dads Aren’t Perfect but We’re Grateful for Them

This Sunday is Father’s Day. Around the country children of all ages will be celebrating their dads. With all my children grown, it has become a particularly enjoyable day for me. When they were little, I would get weird pancakes, half-cooked bacon and partially...

When the Broken-Hearted People Agree

I love to tease my classically trained minister of music that if he does my memorial service, I want the Beatles song “Let It Be” to be used as the central anthem. I also regularly aggravate him by suggesting that the same song should be in our hymnal....

Faith’s Slow Retreat into Irrelevance

In 1981, Langdon Gilkey, professor of theology at the University of Chicago Divinity School, found himself embroiled in a church/state battle in Arkansas that would eventually be known as McLean v. the Arkansas Board of Education. The case was the result of a suit...

A Lesson in Encouragement from the Fishing Hole

When I was about 4, my grandfather took me fishing. He had a secret fishing hole that was a backwater off Murder Creek in East Brewton. Remind me to tell you the story sometime of how Murder Creek got its name. The pond was inaccessible by car. We had to park on the...