Category: Grace

  • I’ve got my eye on you

    This is my friend and co-worker Adam.  Basically, he’s a good guy. He’s smart. I think he’s good at his job. He’s considerate. He does great sound effects.  He’s a good friend. But.  Adam is notorious for taking pictures of unsuspecting people. He’s good at this, y’all. Too good. He’s gotten me at least once that…

  • This Road Home

    When I first started writing my blog, it was mostly for the purpose of providing a variety of perspectives on concepts that were being taught in Sunday School and Bible studies at the church where I was serving. Since I’m no longer serving in a ministry career, my blog has kind of transformed as life…

  • Redefining “Re-Gifting”

    Every year that I taught a Phillips child at CBA in Shreveport, I got a wonderful jar of homemade mayhaw jelly! Oh, man, that was good stuff. I have never had a better tasting jelly. In Alabama, the Viravongs gave me crabmeat every year for my Christmas gumbo. What a lavish gift that was! Throughout…

  • He Knows Me

    Do you ever have those days when you feel like with the right make-up you could totally be one of the zombies on The Walking Dead? You know, those days when your brain is obviously infected by something other than the intelligence virus? When you wonder when your “walking around” sense walked off and left…

  • We Are Social Media

    For the past several days, I ‘ve been reading and watching the posts on social media about the terrible, heart-wrenching things that have been happening in our world. I’ve seen the red, white and blue photos, I’ve seen the “we’re not going to stand for this” posts, the frightening articles about how our destruction as…

  • He Reminds Me

    Sometimes, when you least expect it, but when you most need it, God will do something absolutely amazing in your life- just to remind you how much He loves you.

  • The Intruder

    The Intruder The first indication that an intruder was in the house was the sensation of someone tapping my feet in this weird irregular pattern. It was the wee hours of the morning- around 4:15, which is the time my weekday alarm goes off. But this was Saturday, and I was tired and had no…

  • Fortress

    Where do you go when you’re afraid? When I was young, I remember being afraid at night and going into my parents’ room telling them that I was scared. Most of the time, there was no good reason for my being afraid, so my active imagination would conjure up something.  To this day, my mom…

  • Who Am I? Who Is He?

    This week our Sunday School classes at church will begin studying a series of lessons designed to help us to know God more.  When we were discussing potential topics of the lessons for our March Madness attendance campaign, we really wanted to create a series that would help everyone really connect what they are facing…