Sunday, Pastor Jimmy gave me some great insight which I hope to share with you. While some very sincere folks believe that whatever ails us can be cured by faith, the fact is that some problems need earthly medial assistance. If break my arm, God has given some very good doctors who know how to set broken bones and I'll see the physician before I try to fix it myself. If my psychological balance is out of whack, most self-help books are the last resort and the best possible solution is to see a therapist. This is not to ...
Are you a Premillennialist, a Postmillennialist, an Amillennialist or just a plain old Millennialist? I'll say this: I have heard more end of time conversation in the last few weeks than one can imagine and quite a few folks are pretty jittery about the entire scenario. According to Google, 45 million searches are asking about all these catastrophes and disasters, 380 thousand are checking out the latest on the Mayan calendar and about 11 million want to know what the Bible has to say about the end of the world.
Just a few years ago, it seems, many of us never locked our doors. We left our windows rolled down when we went to the store, we never worried about people going into our homes. Now we have security cameras, car alarms and motion lights.
What if the banner over the door to your place of business read, "Never Settle For Less Than Your Best!"
It is grainy and gray, faded and fragile to the touch, a newspaper clipping from 1966. I am bent over it with a combination of amusement and incredulity. The caption says that it is a photograph of Girl Scout Troop 370 on a field trip to the Statesboro Herald. It identifies the 20 or so girls, row by row. There in the middle is my name.
What if a major developer wanted to build a large factory next to where you live? Or a commercial center? Or some other project that would dramatically affect local traffic or the environment in your neighborhood?
When I was called to the pastorate about 40 years ago - even though it seems like yesterday - Communion was not given to children who were not considered capable of "discernment" insofar as communion, The Eucharist or the Lord's Supper is concerned. Dr. Ben Lacy Rose, the wise old professor of church polity, sacramental education and administration, wrote many an article explaining the theological wisdom of those too young to understand but was always a tad fuzzy when it came to adults who may have been born with a handicap, which truly prevented them from having the capacity to figure ...
This word "slick" doesn't always have the best connotation, but it so appropriate in this instance.
In 1968, Dr. Stephen Karpman described the "drama triangle" in his article "Fairy Tales and Script Drama Analysis."
I started working full time and in the managing training program with JC Penney three days after receiving my BBA and was told on the very first day of a promising career, "Forget everything you were taught. We'll make a retailer out of you." And they did.
After the bizarre winter we've had, it seems fitting that Spring would burst forth in beauty, long before the calendar announces its arrival. Take advantage of springtime weather and make fun, creative memories for family and loved ones. Have picnics, fly kites, and go fishing. While observing the grass and buds exhibit all shades and hues of green, turn your world St. Patty's green with green milkshakes and green tea; green eggs and green grits; green broccoli, beans, celery and peas. Watch for leprechauns and new blossoms, each day in March, and enjoy some of these bizarre, but ...
Surely no one ever served as a better role model for Christians, other than the Lord Jesus himself, than the apostle Paul.
When a woman recently asked that I write a column about deadbeat dads, my first reaction was that I had no experience with the topic. My father was an excellent provider, loving parent, and great teacher.
I think the natural inclination of most people is to think that a business is in trouble when it closes one of its stores, offices, or outlets. Given the times that we are in, that would be a reasonable assumption, but not always a correct one.
It is not spring. One look at the calendar confirms it, but on this Saturday morning you could fool anybody. The branch is ringing with overlapping bird calls and the sky is baby blanket blue. The breeze is so slight as to not seem a breeze at all, but something like the close breath of a lover. There is no resisting the pull.
Over two French doors in my kitchen hangs a sign that reads, "Good wine, good friends, good times." That couldn't have described the scene around my table more on the cool and rainy Tuesday night we had earlier this week. I'd invited a few of my closest friends to my early Easter feast, where we would dine on roasted lamb with mint chutney and farm-style side dishes hailing from the soil of Screven County.
Q: My 18-year-old son and a slightly younger friend recently found some mice and decided to dispose of them. They drowned one and set the other one on fire. When I confronted my son for torturing animals, his response was, "They're just mice." Is this typical boy behavior, or should I be concerned?
Twenty-five years ago when Julie and I drove into Statesboro with the kids, we knew we had been blessed by God Who had brought us home. Strangers waved at us as we drove in, the streets were clean and there was little traffic up and down old two-lane Fair Road. I think there were only a few places to eat - mostly family style - and Georgia Southern College had perhaps 9,000 students.
Every now and then it is good to get out of the Boro and get a different perspective. One of my favorite places to get a feel of how the "ordinary Georgians" are doing is Bennie's Red Barn on St. Simons Island.
All too often, we hear horror stories about "meeting" people online. It's true that predators and crazy people use the Internet as a tool to take advantage of others, but if one uses common sense, the world of cyberspace can lead to true, real relationships.
Q: Our 14-year-old son seems depressed - to us, at least. His principal sees no sign of depression but thinks he's socially anxious. The subjects of counseling and medication have come up. We have suggested to him that he get more exercise and spend less time playing video games and watching TV, but he says he hates sports. He appears to be withdrawing more and more into his video-screen world.
Note: The following is the 28th in a series of columns that will describe towns and communities, past and present, that were settled after Bulloch County was first settled. Some have since been cut into other counties.
I know exactly when I fell in love with sports.
"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil" (Ephesians 6:10–11).
It has been some 30 years since my brother-in-law and I stood on the top of Mount Carmel in northern Israel, the site of the remarkable biblical encounter between Elijah and the priests of Baal. We had talked about 1 Kings 17 the night before and when we realized that we were not bound to the travel itinerary and read about a side trip to Haifa - just a few miles from Mount Carmel - we jumped at the chance.
Have you ever been shopping at ReTails? Yes, that's the way it's spelled, and it just happens to be one of the best thrift shops around.
A cancer diagnosis, no matter the type, can be sobering for any patient. Cervical cancer in particular can be frightening for women with fears that the diagnosis eliminates their chance to have children, or worse. As a gynecological oncologist, helping women understand the importance of preventative care can mitigate many of the threats associated with cervical cancer.
Recently, I exited my editor's office to find a lady waiting to speak to me. I was quite flabbergasted when she told me I was a former student of her father's, and that he spoke of me often until his death earlier this year.
I am, by my father's admission, a Duke's mixture. "Dad, what the heck does that mean?"
When you walk in the door of Dingus Magee's at lunch, chances are you will be met by owner, Stephanie Owens with her 100-watt smile, boundless energy and her trademark question, "You doing alright today?"