Who Is On the Lawn? Or, Those “Scary Others” As Conversation Partners
“Who is in the front yard?” Growing up in Oklahoma City on 17th Street we had a protected front porch. Holly Bushes lined the two exposed sides. I am thinking they were at least five feet tall. But then again, in my mind’s eye that was when I was … Continue reading
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Gone Is the Prophetic Once You Achieve the Center or, Baptists21 and Pastor Wiley Rice
We must be nearing the Annual Meeting of the Southern Baptist Convention. A kerfuffle broke out.… Continue reading
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