I’ve been thinking this week of my Baptist grandmother, who took it upon herself to make us fit for civilization. Fortunately, I didn’t see her often. When my father and […]
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Things We Got Just Right (Community Confirmation)
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I was down in southern Indiana a while back, riding motorcycles with my friend Dave, the newest member of the Quaker Oatlaws Motorcycle Club. We stopped for lunch in New […]
Quaker Qualities (Not Just Integrity, but Integration)
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Several years ago, Joan and I were in Frostburg, Maryland, attending the sessions of Baltimore Yearly Meeting. For those of you not accustomed to our Quaker jargon, a yearly meeting […]
How to Die Before You’re Dead (6)
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When I was a kid, we’d go visit my Grandma Norma down in Vincennes. She and Grandpa lived in a house built in 1832, which they’d bought in 1929 for […]
Finding Our Way (8)
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VIEW VIDEO I attended a Quaker conference this past spring where one of the event’s sponsors, a non-Quaker wanting to sell us insurance, started listing all the good things Quakers […]
Finding Our Way (6)
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VIEW VIDEO One of the curious things about living in the town where you grew up is the flashbacks, past incidents recurring vividly in the mind. One of my best […]
Christianity 101: The True Woman
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VIEW VIDEO I remember, this was 30 some years ago when I was pastoring up in the city, we were approaching Mother’s Day and a woman approached me and said, […]
Christianity 101: The Holy Spirit
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VIEW VIDEO I was at a weeklong conference up north about fifteen or so years ago. One morning after I spoke, I was chatting with folks, shaking hands, that kind […]
