Thinking About It

We call it "good," but that term never quite captures the spirit of the day. I can think of plenty of other names for it: Sad Fri...

It's snowing. Again. Sometimes here in NC we get enough snow to get tired of it, but never get enough to shrug it off. So, when snow com...

We all knew it was coming. We knew there would be another shooting. At a school. Or a church. Or a concert. Or a nightclub. Or a post of...

We forget to stop. Sometimes we choose not to stop. We know we should, but maybe we are addicted to action. That's why we are doing a ...

Sometimes you notice something for the first time. I have read this passage countless times, but generally I have just blown past Jesus'...

Seems like everywhere I hear about the opioid crisis. People are addicted. More people. This is a different kind of drug crisis. Two years a...

I was sad today to see the obituary for Fidel Martin in the newspaper. He was the pastor of The Church of the Living God on Happy Hill Rd. ...