When we were kids, my parents took us to visit a cemetery. It was in south Louisiana, where the water table is so high that
The Revival that Didn’t Happen
I’ve preached many places in this world, but somehow never managed to do it in Louisiana. This last Sunday was the first time ever for
The Cruelest Joke of All
My view every morning for almost the last eight weeks has been the banks of Cane River in Natchitoches, Louisiana (If you can’t pronounce the
Everything Wants In
You’d hardly believe a drive-in theater sat on the corner I just drove by. Showtown, as it was called, is now engulfed in a jungle
Summer Reads and Revelations
I actually have poolside reads this year, because for the first time ever, I have a pool.
The Verses We Don’t Look Like
This past month I’ve deliberately minimized how much I seek out online or television news.
