I think it would be difficult to overstate the importance of setting a good example. If we have someone to follow in life who is willing to show us how to live, who understands the importance of doing the best job possible in everything, we have a much greater chance of being the best we can be of being what God wants us to be.
It was in the late summer of 1973 when a major change happened in the United States - and I'm not talking about Watergate. Prior to the "happening," gas prices were around 40 cents a gallon, a dozen eggs cost some 45 cents, the average salary was approximately 13,000 dollars a year, and a new house could run you $32,500. Then OPEC shut down its production and oil prices escalated 200 percent! Talk about overnight inflation!
Q: In your book on 2-year-olds, you recommend reading to a child from early on. My problem is that every time I attempt to read to my 16-month-old son he grabs the book away, closes it, or wants to flip the pages himself. If I try to take it back from him, the battle is on, one that I do not wish to engage in. I am an avid reader, and I had hoped to instill a love of reading in him as well. I certainly don't want to make reading an unpleasant experience for him. I'm sure ...
Nobody wants to go out with a loss.
The month of June seared the pages of 2011 with gusto, breaking record-holding temperatures along much of the east coast. Don't let the premature heat get you down; technically, it's not even summer yet! Celebrate some of these cool holidays with your family; make warm memories with loved ones, and enjoy every moment of the summer season.
I am genuinely tired of having to report news symptomatic of our economic woes, but yet again, I must. As many of you know, a member of our restaurant community closed their doors last week.
I went out early to go running. The grass was still damp with dew that did nothing to disguise the drought. Even at 7:30, the sun was already high enough to bounce off my bare shoulders with warmth like a toaster oven. I twisted the ear buds to my iPod into my ears; maybe the sound of someone else's voice, instead of my thoughts, would induce some sort of runner's zen state.
A journalist called me the other day wanting me to make some pithy, erudite comments on the subject of the so-called "stepfamily." I am eminently qualified, I propose, to remark on the subject because I was raised in one, although it was not called a stepfamily back then. We were a family: me, my mother, my stepfather, and their two children. We weren't really any different than any other family, at least as far as I could tell. He was my stepfather, but I called him "Dad." And by the way, my other father, the one I saw in ...
It was about 7:00 a.m. and still on the dark side of early morning when I arrived at church and began to walk to the door leading to my office. It's nice to get to work way before the phone starts to ring - which usually meant shelving things I wanted to finish for things that required my immediate attention.
I had the opportunity this past weekend to catch up with Jan Tankersley, our local state representative for District 158. I was really curious about her initial impression of government service at the state level and was it all that she thought it would be.
Q: My son will be 4-years-old in a couple of months. He is having problems playing and relating to groups of kids in social situations. For example, today at a new church nursery there was a group of kids all playing together.
Beth P. Mathews, vice president for College Advancement at Ogeechee Technical College, recently received the Certified Fundraising Executive designation from Certified Fundraising Executives International.
College baseball has finally found its sweet spot.
The words of the children's song are probably familiar to everyone who attended Bible School:
What's it like to be truly really free? I guess it depends on who's asking the question. Is it freedom from tyranny, prison, laws, restrictions, demands, reality, parents, obligations, death, poverty, age, limitations?
(Note: The following is part of a series of columns looking at the establishment and growth of doctors, hospitals and the health industry in Georgia and Bulloch County.)
I suppose most folks who work for a living begin, at some point, to look forward to retirement. Some prefer not to quit for various reasons, but they are exceptions. One thing that causes many to want to stop working is having to go in whether they want to or not. As one fellow reportedly said, "I wouldn't mind the job as much if it just wasn't so every day!"
Thunderstorms, warmer weather, sleeping late and the absence of big yellow buses on the road can only mean one thing: Summertime has arrived!