For Wilshire Baptist Church
Sometimes events align just so and you look back and discover you have been on a journey with a connecting theme. This past weekend, for me, that theme was “monuments.” Continue reading “Monuments”
For Wilshire Baptist Church
Sometimes events align just so and you look back and discover you have been on a journey with a connecting theme. This past weekend, for me, that theme was “monuments.” Continue reading “Monuments”
For Wilshire Baptist Church
The doorbell rang on Saturday afternoon before Easter and I looked down from the upstairs window to see two nicely but simply dressed women, one with a satchel and the other with a small stack of papers in her hand. Apparently they rang the doorbell and then stepped back off the porch to wait. Continue reading “Passing the Peace”
Forever
In the cars of my youth how I tore through those sand dunes, and cut up my tires on those oyster shell roads . . .
It’s a slice of personal history from Texas singer/songwriter Guy Clark in his song, “The South Coast of Texas.” I didn’t grow up on the Texas Gulf coast like Clark, but I’ve spent enough time there to know something about oyster shell roads. And in my mind those roads always lead me to Easter. Continue reading “Lenten Reflections”