Great Stories

Great Stories

Last Thursday, Whitney came home with a great story from one of her children at school. She had given them a writing assignment about “Your Favorites.” This little boy named Jose wrote about his favorite stuffed animals where he described them in detail. The best was...
Can You Imagine?

Can You Imagine?

Last Friday night, Whitney and I went to watch Connor Kelley play football for the Oak Mountain High School Eagles. He is an animal on special teams. He is also an outside line backer, but he told me that I probably would not see him on the field on defense unless...
Neighbors

Neighbors

My neighbors on both sides of us are elderly and extraordinary. When Whitney and I moved back to Birmingham sixteen years ago, we hadn’t been here long when Hurricane Ivan hit. Our neighbors called us on the phone and said, “Get over here. Bring your family and your...
It Is Well With My Soul

It Is Well With My Soul

When peace like a river, attendeth my way. When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, It is well, It is well with my soul. My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross,...
Dreamland

Dreamland

It has become a tradition that the Youth Deacons and their spouses and Whitney and I take the recent high school graduates to Dreamland BBQ downtown, order several slabs of ribs, put bibs on them and let them devour as many ribs as they can eat. Then we share with...
Flipping Pancakes

Flipping Pancakes

  Greetings from Maywood Camp, We have a large number of our church family at Maywood Camp this week.  The camp fatigue is trying to creep in, but we refuse to be defeated.  A few minutes ago, I went into the kitchen to pour my morning mug of coffee, and Dewayne...