Have you ever had someone deny they knew you? Better yet, have you ever denied another in word or deed? As we continue our journey through the Easter event we come to one of the most famous of all the disciples, Peter. He not only denied Jesus once, not twice, but three different times.

You’ll remember how Jesus predicted that all the disciples would run like rats from a sinking ship. Then there was Peter. Peter was the guy who would let his alligator mouth override his jay bird actions. He told Jesus: “If everyone else abandons you, I never will. Jesus told him: “Not only will you deny me, you’ll do it three times.” You know the rest of the story.

Peter failed for a number of reasons, but one was because he was overconfident. He did the very thing he said he’d never do. The same is true with you and me. Unguarded strength is double weakness. Don’t ever say: “That will never happen to me.” If you do, you’ll make yourself out to be a liar every time. The good news is, Peter was restored and so can you. Failure in one area of life doesn’t signal divine foreclosure on a life. Peter helped start the early church following the resurrection of Jesus. What will be your mission? Hopefully you’ll find it. Godspeed my friends.



Last night I took my son-in-law, Morgan, to get something to eat. Judson Miles had just come back from having an MRI on his brain. This is a procedure we thought would be done earlier in the day. However, there were several stroke victims that had been brought into the emergency room that day and his test was not urgent.

As we got on the elevator to go down to the lobby area, Morgan was obviously tired and worn out. He was concerned about the MRI, as he should have been. I look at him and asked: “Did you ever think you’d be consumed with love and worry this much?” Of course he said: “No.” I went on to say: “Now for the first time you’re understanding how your parents felt every time you left the house. Oh, and by the way, it never goes away, even when they become adults, like you and Melanie.”

The same is true with our Heavenly Father, there’s never I time when we out grow His love and care. His love for you is wider than the sea. Fall into His arms this day and allow his blessings to flow into your life. Godspeed my friends.



We have prayed for this child and the Lord has granted our petition.  For his whole life, he will be given unto the Lord.”  I can’t tell you how many babies I’ve held in the hospital following their birth. But I’ve never held one more beautiful than Judson Miles Brashier.  We were anxious, due to earlier report, but God showed up. He’s perfect, absolutely perfect. Thank you for all your prayers. God is so good.



I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been with prospective parents in the labor and delivery room just prior to their child’s arrival. There’s no telling how many prayers I’ve prayed for them and their new baby. After their bundle of joy enters this world I’ve had the honor of holding that child and praying over him or her. But this prayer today will be different. This prayer will be uttered over my children and my grandson. The lens which I shall look through will be different.

Sometimes the presence of a pastor brings comfort to the anxious. After all, the minister is representative of God. But I’m not my children’s pastor and I’m not sure they’ve ever viewed me as such. In the area of pastoral care, the minister’s family often draws the short straw. It’s similar to the automotive mechanic. He works on everyone else’s car while his remains broken down. I’m conflicted about my role. It is in these moments when I wish I had a pastor.

However, the prayer will be prayed, through many tears and even moments of brokenness. But in reality, that’s the prayer which is honored the most. That’s what I’m banking on today. My role is clear today. I will be Daddy, pastor, and ultimately Granddaddy. But he will call me Doc.

Lord, watch over my little girl and my grandson. Keep them both safe. I place them in your hands today. Thank you in advance for what you’re going to do. Amen. Yep, already crying. Godspeed my friends.



Don’t say it if you don’t mean it. How many times have you heard the struggles of another and said: “We’re going to be praying for you.” Well did you or has that sentence just become a cliche to make others feel better about their situation? When you tell another person you’re going to pray for them, you need to realize that is a huge responsibility. So my question is: “Are you going to make good on your promise?”

Yesterday our staff was celebrating one of our team member’s birthday over lunch. Around 12:15 an alarm went off on one of our staff member’s phone. She calmly turned it off and said to me: “That’s my reminder to pray for your daughter and grandchild.” She led us in prayer in the middle of our meal. That’s what you call keeping your commitment to pray for another.

Last night I received a text from a friend of mine. All he said was he needed me to pray for him. I didn’t know the situation, but I prayed for him and his family. I simply replied: “It’s done.”

The burdens we bear each day are lightened through the prayers of others. Don’t just give lip service to a hurting friend, pray for them. You’ll be surprised at the difference it makes in their life and yours. Godspeed my friends.



I hope my grandson likes me. There’s no doubt in my mind that I’ll love, adore and like Judson Miles Brashier. I feel pretty confident that he’ll love me and hopefully will respect me, but will he like me? Will he want to spend time with me and desire a relationship with me? To be totally transparent, that thought has run through my mind so many times.

As a parent I really didn’t care if my children liked me. It was my responsibility as a parent to love, nurture, discipline, and guide my children. In doing so, there were times when my children didn’t like me very much. And in all honesty, there were moments when I didn’t like what they were doing. Parenting isn’t about winning a popularity contest. One of the biggest problems in the home today is parents are trying to be friends with their children instead of being their parent. As your children transition into adulthood there’s plenty on time to be their friend. Don’t rush the process.

But back to this grandparent thing. You’re probably thinking I’m either making this up or exaggerating while begging for affirmation. You would be wrong in your assumption. But just for a moment think about your Heavenly Father. Think for a moment how much He loves and adores you. Think of a His grace, mercy, and provisions. Contemplate how many times He has held and nurtured you. Think about the prayers He has answered. Do you love Him? Do you like Him? You see, you can love and like someone, but you can’t make them love or like you.

I know, I’m probably overreacting about this. But hopefully, you’ve been given something to think about. As for this grand-parenting thing, I’ll follow the “Golden Rule”...He who has the gold, makes the rule. I’m not beyond bribery in order for him to like me! Godspeed my friends.



The other day I had an opportunity to reconnect with an old college classmate and friend of mine. In the course of our conversation it didn’t take long for us to dive into the deep end of life’s journey. Both of us have had similar disappointments and heartaches which have taken a toll not only on us, but on our families as well. Too often we have tunnel vision and never see the hurting people around us. Even those we call friends. However, the other common denominator we shared was the faithfulness and presence of God in the storms of our lives.

When our time together was coming to and end, he turned and started walking away. Much to my surprise he turned back to me and said: “Thank you.” “For what?” I replied. He simply said: “For asking the right questions.” You and I have friends and family members out there who are longing to answer the right questions. They want to get past the superficial exchanges of pleasantries and dig deep into what struggles they’re facing. But too many of us simply don’t have the time for such exchanges. And besides, we might have to get in the mud and get messy with life. Who really wants that?

My friend is one of the Godliest man I’ve known. You talk about an individual serious about his faith, it’s him. He helped me realize again that we all struggle, but we never struggle alone. Godspeed my friends.



This morning’s sermon is on the betrayal of Judas. We’ve already begun our Easter series as we begin to make our way to the cross. I’ve never understood how the greatest event in human history can merit only one Sunday. We don’t want our people to sprint to an empty tomb without understanding the full price which was paid for our salvation.

Judas betrayed the Lord for 30 pieces of silver. What is your price? Too often in word and deed we betray him for much less. However, don’t give way to despair, for no matter how far you’ve gone, you can always come home. Godspeed my friends.



Tomorrow morning I’ll be preaching a sermon on Judas Iscariot, the disciple who betrayed Jesus. In all my years of preaching, I don’t remember preaching a sermon that centered around this controversial individual. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’ve talked about Judas’ betrayal many times, but for the life of me I can’t remember a sermon on his actions. To be quite honest, I’ve learned a great deal during my time of study, research, and preparation. But even with all of this information, this man remains an enigma to me.

One of the things we have to remember about Judas is, he was one of the 12 chosen disciples of Jesus. Immediately we think: “Why in the world would Jesus choose Judas?” As I wrestled with that question, another one popped into my mind. Why did he choose me? Why did he choose you? You see we all are guilty of betraying the one who loves us the most through word and deed. Sometimes our betrayal comes for less than 30 pieces of silver. Judas’ actions led to remorse, but no repentance. Hopefully your actions and mind will be different. Our failure and unfaithfulness doesn’t have to give way to despair. You can always find love, forgiveness, and redemption. It’s only a prayer away. Godspeed my friends.




“And they lived happily ever after.” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve read those words following a children’s book. However, I’ve never read that sentence in the Bible. As a matter of fact, no where in scripture does it say your happiness is guaranteed if you follow Christ. In reality, just the opposite is warned. We are told the price of discipleship is steep. For the sake of having it, an individual would be willing to sacrifice all they have in order to be a part of it. Jesus said: “You must deny yourself, take up your cross and follow me.”

Now that doesn’t mean that Christianity is suppose to be a killjoy in life. Jesus also said he came to bring life and to bring it more abundantly. There is a joy in this journey of life. Not always happiness, but joy. Happiness is based on external things, whereas joy is based on internal things. Joy is knowing that no matter how bad the day or how black the night, there is a presence which will never leave you.

Several years ago I had a man come see me about a situation in his life. He already knew the answer to his question. He said: “God wants me to be happy!” My response was: “Nope, God wants you to be holy.” There’s a big difference in the two. Godspeed my friends.



A week from today everything will change for our family. From that moment on, nothing will be the same. If I’ve had one person tell me, “It’s the best thing in life!” I’ve had hundreds repeat that phrase. You see, a week from today my grandson, Judson Miles Brashier will make his grand entrance into this world and into our lives. I haven’t even met the young lad and already he has captured my heart. It’s hard for me to even imagine what it will be like to hold him and watch him grow up before our eyes.

As this journey is about to begin, in my mind’s eye I can see some things I’d like to share with Judson Miles. I want to take him to Davis-Wade Stadium for his first Mississippi State game. I want him to experience The Hump, and Dudy Noble Field. I want to watch him play his first tball games. I want to take him to Yankee Stadium and let him have a glimpse of what real baseball is all about. I‘d like to play golf with him. I’d love for him to accompany me to Augusta National and experience Amen Corner. I want to buy his first suit. For the most part I want to spoil him like no child has ever been spoiled before.

However, there’s one thing I want him to experience more than anything. I want him to meet my Jesus and accept him as his Savior. If the opportunity presents itself, I’d like to baptize him. I want to see him grow in wisdom, stature, and in favor with God and man. My hope and prayer is that he becomes not the man I want him to be, but the man God wants him to be. I just want a front row seat for the journey because it’s going to be a gas! Godspeed Judson Miles, I’ll see you next Thursday.



I made a statement the other day that was quite alarming to my audience. I simply said: “I’m tired of helping people.” Now before you think I’ve lost my ever loving mind and need to revoke my ordination certificate, let me explain. I love helping people. It’s something that brings me great joy. As a matter of fact. I’m not sure anything blesses me more. I love visiting people in the hospital and offering hope. I love bringing two people together and introducing them and seeing a relationship begin. I love telling others about Jesus. I enjoy talking to individuals about their burdens and problems and trying to find a solution. And finally, if I can help anyone with a phone call or letter of recommendation, I’m your guy.

So how could such a statement as: “I’m tired of helping people” come out of my mouth? It’s frustrating to point people in the right direction and watch them ignore the advice. It’s hard helping people who aren’t serious about fixing their problems. It’s heartbreaking to bend over backwards to help another only to watch them spit in your face. It’s frustrating to to walk an extra mile with another only to watch them disappear from your sight.

As soon as those words came out of my mouth, I basically said: “Bill, you’re an idiot.” That’s exactly how God feels when He looks at you. Case closed. Do the right thing and let others be responsible for their actions. It’s as simple as that. Yes, it hurts from time to time, but we’ve been called to minister to others. The good far outweighs the bad. Godspeed my friends.



I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had an individual tell me: “I need to get back in church and get my life in order.” That’s a step in the right direction, but it begins with surrendering one’s life to Christ and allowing Him to be the centerpiece of the heart. It’s not about religion or church, but a relationship with the Living God. If you get that right, everything else will fall into place.

In a similar sense, I’ve had parents tell me: “We need to get our children in church.” That’s also a true statement, but it’s not the most important thing a parent can do. As families we need to stop bringing false gods into our homes and bowing to them. We need Fathers and Mothers to make Christ the focal point of the home. If we get our priorities in line, then church attendance will take care of itself.

We need to realize these are serious times in which we are living. If we really want to see change in our society, schools, homes, and work, it begins one person at a time surrendering their will to the Father. If you get that relationship right, the pieces of the puzzle will start falling right into place. Godspeed my friends.



Every now and then my mind will drift back to another place and time. The memories which flood my my mind don’t warm my heart nor soothe my soul. Instead they do just the opposite. There are flashbacks from past actions or words which bring back painful memories to my life. These recollections may last for a few seconds, or even a few minutes, but the pain is real and sometimes excruciating. I’ve heard all my life that we need to learn to forgive and forget. However, that is impossible to do. The best thing we can do is try to forgive and move on in life. In doing so we can determine how long we’ll allow someone from our past to continue to hurt us.

In order to get on with life, our forgiveness of others has to be complete. The problem with many of us is we have a hard time letting go because we’ve learn to live with the pain. In other words, we are not really ready to move on because we take great delight in holding on to our misery. The problem with this attitude is, it also blocks our forgiveness from God. In other words, it has a devastating effect on our relationship with our Creator. Every relationship, good or bad will effect our relationship with God. It’s just that simple.

So the choice is yours today. You get to decide how long you’ll hold on to the grudge. Eventually you’ll find out the only person you’re hurting is you. That, my friends, is counterproductive and you’re better than that. Let it go. Godspeed my friends.



Have you ever noticed the power and influence of a crowd? A crowd can make you do things you never thought you’d do. If you put a crowd together, sometimes the collective IQ drops 50%. If you don’t believe me just attend any major or minor sporting event. You’ll see exactly what I mean.

Never underestimate the power and persuasion of a crowd on a young person. That’s why it’s always important to know who your children and grandchildren are hanging around with on a regular basis. No matter how spiritual your child is, they will usually give in to the peer pressure from their friends.

The crowd isn’t always right. A majority may mean that all the dunces are on the same side. That certainly was the case in the life of Jesus. At times He could inspire a crowd and other times He could incite a crowd. In the last week of his life the crowd went from chanting His name to calling for His head. It takes a strong individual to not be influenced by the crowd. You might say it takes a spirit led person to listen to the right voice. Who has your attention today? Godspeed my friends



I’m looking forward to leading of conference for Chaplains at camp Garaywa this morning. I have fond memories of my Dad working at Baptist Hospital in Jackson following his retirement. I’ll be speaking on “The Gift of Touch” and “The Power of a Presence”. Hopefully we’ll be able to give them something that will help them as they minister to hurting people. This is such an important ministry. I’m grateful for the opportunity.



Yesterday, following yet another tornado warning, we had an inch and a quarter of rain in a matter of 45 minutes or less. After that the sun came out like nothing unusual had taken place. That’s three storm in three weeks. I’m not speaking for everyone in Lowndes County, but as for me and my house, we’re tired of the storms!!!

It’s kind of interesting how the storms of life also come quickly in our direction. They often hit with little warning, yet the destruction is devastating. The problem with these types of disturbances is, they may not clear up in 45 minutes. Sometimes they bring lifetime changes in our direction. What’s even more frustrating is after one storm clears out, another seems to be lurking behind the corner. We must confess that we want to say: “God, if you’re not going to work with us, at least don’t work against us.”

The good news we need to hear today is, God’s presence is always near, even when He seems silent or hidden. Regardless of how cloudy the day, the sun is still shining. You just can’t see it. No matter how hopeless the situation, God is closer than you think. Godspeed my friends.



It’s hard to trust the Lord with all our heart because it requires a change of seating in our lives. Most of us, whether we’re conscious about it or not, like to be in control of our lives. We may say with words: “I’m following Christ.” But too often we are running ahead of him and calling upon His name only when we need Him. But if we’re going to trust Him, we have to fully buy into a His plan. We have to allow Him to call the shots in our lives.

I completely trust my doctor. He has taken care of me for 18 years. Never once have I gone to my computer to investigate any medication he has prescribed for me. If he told me to eat 3 teaspoons of dirt every day, the only question I’d ask is: “Will the dirt at my house work or do I need to import it?” Why am I so sold out on my doctor? Because I fully trust Him. That’s how God wants us to trust Him. We need to trust Him fully and completely.

Not long ago I had a friend call me and tell me about a difficult time they were going through. In the course of the conversation he said: “I know God’s with me, but it sure is hard to find Him sometimes.” I replied by saying: “When you can’t find God, stop what you’re doing and He’ll find you.” A few weeks later I received a text which simply said: “Mission accomplished. He found me”. Dear friend, when you completely trust God, He’ll find you too. Godspeed my friends.



The two most dangerous words you can’t speak are: “I heard.” Too often unfounded rumors and gossip begin with those two words. Before we know it we are taking someone’s character to the slaughter house without knowing the accuracy of our words. Why is that? Because there are certain people who love to be in the “know.” For some reason it validates their own character by assassinating someone else’s. Before you repeat something ask yourself a few questions.

First, is it true. Are you willing to go to court and testify to the validity of your story. In other words, make sure that what you’re sharing is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Remember, you can never retrieve the words you’ve spoken once they have come out of your mouth.

Second, it is necessary to repeat what you’ve heard about another individual? What good, other than just demonstrating you have the so called goods on another will come from you sharing this knowledge?

Finally, will sharing what you know build up or tear down another person. Many good names and reputations have been destroyed because of partial truths or even flat out lies which have been told about them. Sometimes the best thing to do is just keep your mouth closed. Sometimes we say it best when we say nothing at all. Godspeed my friends.



There are moments in our journey on earth when life deals us a sucker punch to the gut. All of your breath and air seems to to have been knocked out of you. The blow has been so unexpected and devastating that you struggle to get back on your feet. For some of us we ask: “What’s the point in continuing the fight!” Before we know it the words of Elijah, the great prophet of the Old Testament, pour forth from our mouth: “It would be better if I did exist anymore.” Or maybe, just maybe we echo the words of Jeremiah: “Oh, it would have been better that I had never been born.” In other words, we throw ourselves a tremendous spiritual pity party.

Just at that time when we’re ready to cash in our chips, God has the last word. To Elijah he said: “What are you doing here! Arise, take nourishment, for the journey is long.” To Jeremiah The Lord said: “Listen to your own preaching. Let the people turn to you, but must not turn to them.” The message we receive from God isn’t an easy one, but it’s the same one that comes to us over and over again. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and understand that life is hard and usually unfair. But remember, “strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord.”

Sometimes the difference in quitting the fight and finishing it is the people you have in your corner. In Christ, you have the ultimate cornerman. It’s time to get up, and continue on for the journey is long. The good news is you’ll never travel alone. Godspeed my friends.




I’ve had people ask me: “Where do you get your material for your devotions each day.” Well, to be honest, these thoughts that I share with you are more like an open journal of the things I’m dealing with or seeing in my eyes. For some reason when I sit down each morning, for the most part something just pours out of my heart. It’s been my prayer that God has used them in a positive way to minister to my friends.

There’s a funny thing about these post. The ones that I think are pretty extraordinary, turn out to be average in the reader’s reactions. On the other hand, the ones I think are just okay, are the very ones that speak to the masses. That tells me two things. First, I’m not a very good judge of inspirational material. Second, the message is much more important than the messenger. God speaks to us on various levels and in different ways. Keep your ears open to the voice of your creator.

This morning I’m feeling a little anxious. I’ve had this feeling for a few days. I need you guys to pray around 11:30 today for our family. No need to go into details, but I’d sure appreciate it. Godspeed my friends.



There is no such thing as an unanswered prayer. I don’t care what Garth Brooks says or sings. God answers prayers in one of three ways. He says yes, no, and not now. There are some things you can pray about from now until then end of your life and it won’t turn out the way you want. So what do you do when God says no?  Like the Apostle Paul, you learn to realize that God’s grace is sufficient no matter what you face in life. When that philosophy becomes a reality in your life, then you can face any situation in life with unlimited resources. It’s not about getting your way in life, but rather being obedient to God’s will. Godspeed my friends.



When my father died the day before Easter, 2005, Jim Futral asked me: “Who’s going to preach for you tomorrow?” I told him I intended to preach. He went on to say: “Boy, you don’t have to do that!” I replied: “Yes I do. I only have one chance to show my people that my faith really matters.” He said: “I knew that’s what you were going to say.” There are moments in a pastor’s life when he has to listen to his own preaching.

A couple of days ago I wrote a post about worrying. Worry is interest on a note before it comes due. You can’t change one thing by worrying about it. Then less than 24 hours you have a blip on the radar in your life. Someone you love doesn’t exactly get the news they were expecting and suddenly, concern and worry sets in your mind. Then you remember what you wrote. Are you going to live by these words or were they meant for everyone else? I choose to claim hope in the midst of anxiousness. I have laid the situation down at the throne of God. He’s big enough to handle it, so I’m not worried one bit. He’s never failed me thus far.

Sometimes it’s good to remember what you believe. It’s even better to practice it. Godspeed my friends.



Sometimes all we need as children is a word of assurance from our parents that everything is going to be okay. I often miss that comforting word of encouragement from my Mom or Dad when I’m facing a difficult situation. Even though my girls are all grown up, I still think there are moments when they need their Dad. I’m sure you’ve heard the expression: “A son is a son till he takes a wife, but a daughter is a daughter for the rest of her life.” I’m not always physically able to be there for my girls, but when I am, it’s special. I’ve learned I don’t have to solve their problem, I just need to put my arms around them and be present for them. I don’t know, I think it makes a difference.

In those quiet moments of solitude when you feel like life is crashing in on you, the Father is there. When our small vessels are struggling to stay afloat through the waves of fear, doubt, and uncertainty, He speaks in a soft gentle voice: “I’m here. Don’t be afraid.” The problem may not be immediately solved, but His loving arms do make a difference. I know in the absence of my earthly parents, my Heavenly Father has guided me through so mighty tough times. He’ll do the same for you. If you call upon His name. Godspeed my friends.



In the sixth chapter of Matthew’s gospel it reminds us not to worry. As a matter of fact, it tells us we can’t add one minute to our lives by worrying. But we still worry about everything. We worry about our children. We worry about our finances. We worry about our health. We worry about the weather. We worry that we won’t have anything to worry about.

I’ve used this expression over and over again. “If you can change something, change it. If you can’t change it, don’t worry about it.” Worry is interest on a note before it comes due. Your Heavenly Father knows what you need and stands ready to supply those needs. Trust Him with every area of your life. Actually, worry is a form of atheism. Yep, it really is. We have to remember we walk by faith and not by sight. Unnecessary worry will rob you of the joy of life and actually cut your life short on this earth. So trust God at His word. Leave the worrying to those who don’t know any better. Oh, by the way, don’t be one of those individuals. Godspeed my friends.



If you’ve heard me preach over any length of time you heard me say: “God loves you as you are and not as you ought to be.” In other words, you don’t have to clean yourself up before you come to God, you just have to come to him just as you are. There are folks out there who have grown tired of the life they’re living. They want to change, but they’re not sure they can. I remember a conversation I had with an individual several years ago about the struggles he was facing in his life. He said: “I know how I feel is wrong, but I can’t change.” My response to him was: “I know you can’t change, but God can change you.”

The pilgrimage to an abundant life isn’t about religion. It’s about a personal relationship with the Living God through His Son, Jesus Christ. When Christ comes into our life there’s a change that only He can bring. Our response to Him is to give Him all of our lives and allow Him to work in and through us. I’ve been called to be a fisher of men, I help catch them and it’s God’s job to clean them.

So my friends, if you’re tired of the same old frustrations in life and the dead-ends they lead to, remember, God is still in the business of transforming lives. Your way will never lead to true happiness. Allow Him to make the changes you could never do on your own. It will be a decision you’ll never regret. Godspeed my friends.



My nose is crooked because it has been broken twice. It’s also big. It’s kind of embarrassing when someone stands under your nose while it’s raining because they don’t have an umbrella. When wearing glasses my nose always comes into play. It’s a difficult task to get the nose pads in the proper position where it doesn’t pinch the ole schnoz. However, when the proper adjustment is made, relief is instant. (May I just say, no one could fit a pair of glasses like Jim Boggs.)

Maybe today you’re feeling a little discomfort in life. Oh it’s not anything major, but it could lead in that direction if a change isn’t made. There could be a decision or a situation in life that needs your attention right now. Maybe a little spiritual adjustment is just what you need. Instead of trying to work this problem out yourself, why not ask God what He thinks? You might be surprised at the doors which will open. Alfred Lord Tennyson once said: “More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of. (I know he ended the sentence in a preposition, but who am I to correct Tennyson?) Sometimes after a small adjustment, spiritual relief takes place. Godspeed my friends.



If you don’t like the weather this year in Mississippi, stick around 24 hours and it will change. We left February last week with temperatures running in the 50’s and 60’s. A couple of days we actually had to turn the air conditioning on because the house was getting warm and stuffy. Then all of a sudden, we get another flash flood and freeze warning. Talk about your double whammy. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, the springtime cold is just different in our state. Who knows, later on in the week we may be wearing shorts and mowing our lawns. The weather at best is unpredictable.

The same is true with the weather and temperatures in our lives. One moment we can be enjoying the warmth of a springtime day feeling where God’s presence seems to be all around us. Then, without warning everything changes. The cold winter breeze seems to blow hard and brutal due to the circumstances of our lives. Before you realize it you experience the absence of a presence. For some reason God seems so distant from you. That sweet spirit of communion you once knew is replaced by doubt, fear, and cynicism. You start singing: “Lord to my heart bring back the springtime.”

The good news for you if you’ve felt that way is, you’re more normal than you think. The spiritual journey is a life of “ups” and “downs”. Remember, your grasp on God is not nearly as important as His grasp on you.” He’s present in the cold days as well as the warm. Don’t allow your moods to dictate your faith. He’ll be strong enough to bring you safety out of the cold. If you take Him by the hand. Godspeed my friends.



Today I’ll have the high honor of preaching at First Baptist Church, Louisville, Ms. This place will always be special to me because it’s my Dad’s home church. Not only did he grow up in that church, he was ordained into the ministry along with his brother, Hubert in that body of believers. My grandparents were active members at FBC. As a matter of fact, my Granddaddy taught Sunday School and was a deacon there. As far as nostalgia goes, it’s an honor to walk where my father walked. Later on this year I hope and pray I’ll have the honor of preaching in his first church in Mississippi. It gives me a sense of connection to one who is no longer physically present with us.

What’s more important for all of us is not just to walk where our parents walked, but walk where and with our Heavenly Father. Our God created us for a purpose. The only way to discover that purpose is to have a personal relationship with Him. In other words, we must walk with Him. Walking with Him is not running ahead or lagging behind. We are to walk with Him, side by side. When we do that we not only have a connection with the past, but also with the present and future. In other words, we have a hope. Choose to walk with Him today. Godspeed my friends.



When I see myself through my mind’s eye, it’s much different than reality. I tend to see myself much younger than I am. I know you’re only as young as you feel, but in reality as the body ages, the list of limitations becomes longer and longer. That’s just accepting the aging process. In my mind’s eye, there’s still an innocence and thought process that existed in my youth. I don’t necessarily see things as they are, I see things as they can be.

Nevertheless, when I see myself in the mirror or a picture, I’m met with shock and dismay. “Who is this old man which stands before me?” The innocence of life is often replaced by cynicism and skepticism. Where there was once optimism, it is replaced with doubt and pessimism. Sometimes the longing to be a boy beckons me to travel back in time. But that’s not possible.

Then there is another view that calls to me. It is the voice of my Creator who tells me to see myself through his eyes. God sees and judges us much different than the world. I tend to think: “If people knew me, really knew me, they would like what they saw.” The voice of God reminds me that He loves me as I am and not as I ought to be. The same is true with you.

Stop seeing yourself through your eyes and start looking through God’s eyes. “You are fearfully and wonderfully made.” That in itself gives us the determination to travel through this life with hope and joy, no matter how old you are. In Christ, all are made new. Godspeed my friends.

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