Each One Reach One
EACH ONE REACH ONE – the imperative jumps out from the refrigerator magnate available on both campuses; THAT NONE SHOULD BE LOST – the rationale for the imperative makes the case for action.
Padre’s Ponderings
As a child born in 1943, I understood ‘church’ to be a place my family frequented on Sunday mornings. While there, we
The Rest of the Story
My December 31, 2023, sermon on the Historic Campus was entitled, “Christmas: The Rest of the Story” (click here to listen). Using the second chapter of St. Matthew’s Gospel as my primary text, I focused on the truth that we must move beyond “the sentimentality associated with Jesus’ birth” to grasp “the reality associated with Jesus’ death” . . .
War Surplus
Wars and rumors of war set the context for my early childhood years . . . I suspect I would have hardly noticed the transition from World War II to the Korean War were it not for two events: my father (a career naval officer) was stationed ashore and I discovered the Army-Navy Surplus Store on King Street in Charleston, SC.
Ponderings From My Perch
With coffee in hand, I’m seated on the second-floor front deck of the home my family has rented for our annual week together at Edisto Beach. It’s 9:15am and below me the day is beginning as it has the previous four mornings.
An Easter Memory
As we walked about the Historic Campus, she confessed to an existence more hellish than holy: fifty-plus years of dysfunctional relationships, brief periods of hopefulness followed by seasons of hopelessness. Unsuccessful efforts to combat the resulting loneliness had given rise to the mounting sense of helplessness that ultimately prompted her Easter appearance.
Padre’s Ponderings
“We think in generalities, but we live in details.” I’ve been focusing my pre-Lenten pondering on this statement made by Alfred North Whitehead close to a century ago. Why? Because I prefer to see myself generally so as to avoid a more detailed examination of the old man in my mirror . . .
Ministering to Me
Most weekends I stand before many hundreds of people to deliver what others regularly attest to be a well-crafted, God-honoring sermon designed to make the Scriptures come to life for those in search of life.
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
It has quietly come and gone again this year. Like the ebb and flow of the tidal shroud embracing the USS Arizona, “the date that will live in infamy” is inexorably becoming a date that lives only in the memories of a diminishing few. My father was there on December 7, 1941; as a young naval officer aboard the USS Tangier, he was among those who exchanged fire with the Japanese planes wreaking havoc on Pearl Harbor . . . but unlike many aboard his ship, he survived that Sunday morning’s violence to fight on, pursuing peace in the Pacific throughout World War II and the Korean War.
Full of Surprises
Our God is an awesome God . . . and He is full of surprises! I've been speaking and writing with
