This weekend an old grief returned to haunt me. My faith felt weak and limited in the presence of this old foe. So, I reached back into a sermon I preached August 19, 2012 and rediscovered the simple faith of a widow and her gift of two small copper coins and remembered a prayer that can help you when you feel you’ve run out of your resources to cope.
If you’re like us, you may have moved money to a more conservative account or to a home safe. The image below shows some of the canned food we bought today to stock up the basement kitchen. Like our Mormon friends, the events of the day remind us to set aside a room of the…
A Christian Zionist and a Jewish Zionist fight in Jerusalem to choose winner. Winner captures the flag. Loser gets “Manifest Indigestion.” In the Beginning was the Conspiracy Certain evangelical Christians believe that a sign of the second coming of the Messiah manifests as their physical, political occupation of Jerusalem as God’s chosen people. Some believe…
Efficiency without Humanity: Breadcrumbs of Deployed Advanced AI What Advanced AI has been looped around the President and deployed on our nation without our knowledge or consent? What of our systems and personal data have been internalized by the Advanced AI? These are not the computers we use to check our email or lottery tickets….
Her leaders judge for a bribe, her priests teach for a price, and her prophets tell fortunes for money.Yet they look for the Lord’s support and say, “Is not the Lord among us? No disaster will come upon us.” – Micah 3:11 Old racism said, “You can’t sit at our counter.” Tomorrow’s racism says, “Of…
In the early 1980’s church life around Southwestern Baptist Seminary in Ft. Worth, Texas, offered a selection of great churches. Dr. Joel Gregory preached at Gambrell Street Baptist, where professors fawned over his oratorical powers that mouthed “cherubim and seraphim” like he was sampling delicacies at Trader Joe’s. The flagship Travis Avenue Baptist Church, surrounded…
Inspired by True Events Deported to Havana After a Life in the U.S. Abuelo arrived in Miami, Florida as a 10 year-old political refugee from Havana, Cuba, fleeing with his family the terror of Castro. From age 10 to 20, Abuelo picked citrus 10 hours a day, loading crates that weighed more than he. Unable to…
