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Religion

  • COLUMN: Giving all that you have to the Lord

    Luke 21:1-4 says: “And he looked up and saw the rich men casting their gifts into the treasury. And he saw also a certain poor widow casting in thither two mites. And he said, of a truth I say unto you, that this poor widow hath cast in more than they all. For all these have in their abundance cast in unto their offerings of God but she of her penury hath cast in all the living that she had.”
    I looked mite up in the dictionary and it defined it as a coin of very small value or a very small sum of money.

  • COLUMN: No excuses: Obedience to God at all costs

    Jonah 1:1-3: “Now the word of the Lord came unto Jonah the son of Amittai saying, arise, go to Nineveh, that great city and cry against it, for their wickedness is come up before me. But Jonah rose up to flee unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord, and went down to Joppa; and he found a ship going to Tarshish; so he paid the fare thereof and went into it, to go with them unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord.”

  • COLUMN: Big dreams for a big God

    Last night I woke up laughing from a dream.  What I remember most vividly is an out of place baby elephant sitting in a watering trough spraying water all over my poor wife. Thinking about it even now I can’t help but chuckle, but I don’t know if I could explain it fully.  You’d have to know about the little white bull and the muddy cowboy for it to make sense!

  • COLUMN: God is a conqueror

    My son-in-law and daughter bought a church building and wanted Roberta and I to start a new church there. We did not want any part of that, and had all kind of excuses not to do it.
    The excuse that sounded the best was that we were too old to get into anything like that. I was 79 and Roberta was 76.
    You know that was old to start a church, but we could not convince God we were too old.
    One day our lay witness team came and we dedicated the church building to God. God was there and said, “You start a church here.”

  • COLUMN: One of a kind

     When I was young, my parents insisted that I take art lessons, and I guess they stuck.  Not that I am a great artist, but I really enjoy art of all kinds.  One of my favorite things to do is to wander around an arts and crafts show and see all the amazing things people create.

  • COLUMN: Preach the word the way it is

  • COLUMN: Don't get burned

    Most cats I have met are independent and go their own way.  When I was a kid, our cat Kitty was certainly that way. She did things her way and didn’t seem to care what the rest of the family thought about it.
    Everything changed one night shortly after we had moved into a house in the country.  One night a black cat showed up meowing pitifully at our back door. We could not shoo her away, she just kept coming back.  I finally went out to chase her away, but something stopped me.  This cat somehow seemed familiar.

  • Covenant churches plan 25th anniversary celebration

    The Covenant Churches of Taylorsville – All Saints Roman Catholic Church, First Christian Church of Taylorsville (Disciples of Christ) and Taylorsville United Methodist Church – are planning an anniversary celebration, marking 25 years since they entered into a covenant with one another.

    The celebration will be Sunday at 5 p.m. at First Christian Church, which is located at 403 Main Cross St. A meal will follow the service in the church’s fellowship hall.

  • COLUMN: God gets things done

    People come to me and ask me: “Why don’t the leaders promote the county like you did?” I really don’t know why; but, one thing I do know is that our fiscal court and I had a lot of faith in Jesus Christ.

    Many times we would bring up things that needed to be done and before we jumped into trying to do them we would go home and pray about them. By doing this, we would find out Jesus knew a lot more about doing the things we were trying to do than we did.

  • COLUMN: Haircuts and hope

     The other day I was sitting in the barber’s chair and I realized two things.  First, there is not nearly as much hair falling on the floor around me as there used to be.  Second, the hair that is falling has changed color!  I would still call my hair color brown overall, but grey had crept in more than I like to admit.