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.
I agree with the person who said, "If I'd known grandkids were going to be this much fun, I'd have had them first!" But that's not the way it works, is it?! The children come first, and then the grandchildren. And rearing our children right helps insure that our grandchildren will turn out well.
There is a great beach in Sarasota, Florida, called Siesta Key, covered with what the locals call "sugar" sand. Just like the word implies, the sand is so soft that you feel you're walking on powder. At the north end, the road turns off to the right, unless you are wealthy enough to own a piece of Gulf-front property, where tourists and home folks are treated to some very tasty burgers and fries, a knock-down drag-out ice cream parlor and high-priced beach wear with some funky odds and ends every vacationer just has to have.
A flock of blackbirds covers the field. Two hundred, maybe. Silent and still before rising, as though at the lift of some unseen maestro's baton, into the air in one loud flap like a bleached sheet on a clothesline. I watch and listen and shiver. Blackbirds. Sign of cold weather.
Michael Kaas is a young man who recently posted a petition on Change.org in protest of local police enforcing laws regarding underage drinking. He complains that arresting Georgia Southern students is ruining their lives.