Coming Alive for Jesus

Coming Alive for Jesus

Do you pray when you’re at a restaurant? Do you pray when you’re out with friends who are nonbelievers? If you don’t acknowledge Jesus in front of others, how can you expect Him to acknowledge you before God? It used to be homosexuals kept hidden (in the closet so to speak). They’d laugh at gay jokes just to keep from others discovering their secret. Now, they have power and voice, and get what they want. …

Change Hurts

Change Hurts

The big news this week was the sequestration issue. Budget cuts will go into effect for all government agencies come October. You’d almost think the sky was falling from the way the media carried on. This whole idea of less money to spend is good. For too long, the United States has acted like you can just put your hand in your pocket and the money magically appears. Unfortunately when it comes to Congress, it’s …

Super Bowl for Jesus

Super Bowl for Jesus

Another Super Bowl has come and gone. The ads weren’t as good as in the past. I can’t think of one that I really found funny. Of course, the Clydesdales always come up with a good ad. You can’t go bad using horses with fuzzy hooves. It always amazes me how much the commercials cost. Over three million for a thirty second advertisement. That doesn’t include the money people put out for snacks, tickets to …

Getting Back to Shame

Getting Back to Shame

This past week, I started my classes for the Citizen’s Academy. No homework, just getting knowledge about how our local sheriff’s department works. The tour of the jail was very bothersome with all the young people behind bars. The inmates were not shy about acting up behind their sliding glass doors. One even flipped us off. I don’t recall any hiding their faces. Jail is no longer something embarrassing. It’s now a rite of passage …

The Trouble with Change

The Trouble with Change

Some people hate change. I’ll admit it. I’m one. I like a routine. I’m one of those who goes to the same church service every week and sits in the same pew. Very seldom do I differentiate it. This past Sunday, our church went from two services to one. You’d have thought we started the next world war the way some people complained. The funny part, it was only for one Sunday. Next week, we …