Thought of the Week

What is your favorite Bible verse?  And why?  Mine is John 3:16—”For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.”  This is a verse that I

I want to share some words written by my friend Ron Cava for July 4th: “Hot dog or hamburger?  Give me both!  Because I love this land where we don’t all have to love the same things, believe the same things,

As we look forward to celebrating Independence Day, I have always felt that God’s people should be the best citizens of all.  After all, we are called to give a witness of how one’s life is to be lived.  How blessed

Sunday was Father’s Day. I have special memories of my father beginning everyday with God by reading his morning devotional. That is why I am so glad that our church provides Our Daily Bread devotional booklets. I read mine every

This week offers a unique opportunity for both celebration and prayer. This week four of our youth are attending Passport Camp in Spartanburg, South Carolina.  This is a week long camp sponsored by the Cooperative Baptist Fellowship.  Last year Kimora

It was so good to be back in worship with you Sunday.  John Killinger, Presbyterian minister and prolific writer, was once asked “Where are the great pastors?”  His answer—“where the great congregations are.”  I’m not a great preacher but like

I am so ready to be back with my church family this week.  Thanks once again for my sabbatical and the rest/restoration it provided. One of my greatest struggles through the years is that of loneliness. Surprised?  It is actually

Reunions.  I can’t believe next spring will be my 50th college reunion.  I can’t be that old.  And I am looking forward to my reunion with you after a greatly appreciated few weeks away.  But most of all, I think

Memorial Day is so much more than just an opportunity for a three day weekend.  John 15:13 reminds us:  “There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.”  Memorial Day originated after the Civil War to

My grandmother was a dormitory house mother for years at Shenandoah College in Winchester, Virginia.  She could tell some stories!!!  One of my favorite stories I heard her tell more than once recalled a little child who recited that familiar