Once upon a time I coached high school basketball. As a small private school we had our ups and downs because a limited sized student body is going to yield a limited amount of talent. However, for four years I had this one kid who was as gifted an athlete as you could ever want. … Continue reading
Dear Andy, You don’t know me. We have never met. I haven’t written any books, been the headliner at any major conference, or preached to crowds of thousands. I am a simple, country preacher at a church that barely averages 100 in weekly attendance. And I don’t know you. Sure, I’ve heard you preach, read your … Continue reading
Imagine the stereotypical country church in a pastoral setting: little white building, green stained glass, a steeple and 100 year old oak trees framing the picture. That’s the church I am blessed enough to serve. She sits off a two-lane country road in the middle of tobacco farms where we define a traffic jam as … Continue reading
