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An email from a longtime friend puzzled me. He’s convinced that during a mid-’60s sermon he heard me say that, according to the Bible, we would never reach the moon. While pleased he remembered the sermon, I was concerned about his memory of a statement that wasn’t in it, especially since he…

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Memory triggers transport us back in time—an old song, a familiar voice on the phone, going home, driving by your hometown school, revisiting the church you attended as a child; sometimes even a word spoken by a stranger can activate our onboard computer, returning us to those halcyon days o…

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He was a college student struggling with honest questions about life here and hereafter. His search had taken him away from the childhood beliefs instilled by his parents. Intriguing philosophical and cultic arguments appealed to his desire to be known to his supposed intellectual friends as…

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We’re all familiar with the Magi who came from the east (probably from Iraq), bringing gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh to the One whose birth we celebrate at Christmas. These famous travelers have become the subjects of songs, sermons and pageants every year during this season. But few…

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Recently I dreamed the lights on my Christmas tree suddenly went out. Alarmed, I called out for help. As I awakened, I immediately understood the meaning of my dream. I knew what God was trying to show me.

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Don’t think you dream ... or don’t remember those images flowing across your mind every night? No matter. It has been proven beyond doubt that everyone dreams—often many times per night.

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Memory triggers transport us back in time—an old song, a familiar voice on the phone, going home, driving by your hometown school, revisiting the church you attended as a child; sometimes even a word spoken by a stranger can activate our onboard computer, returning us to those halcyon days o…

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The hospital technician sat directly across from me armed with a needle to inject a radio-active substance into my veins in preparation for a thyroid scan. Before beginning her needlework, she asked for the date of my birth.

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On the 125th anniversary of the purchase of the property on which St. Edmund the Martyr Episcopal Church was built, Deacon Robert Vaughn shared the church’s history with the DeSoto County Historical Society. Church members hosted the Society’s luncheon meeting on Thursday in the “old church”…

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Poets and preachers have long pointed out the similarities between the seasons of the year and of life. In effect, we’re all born in January and immediately start heading toward December. Along the way we’re initiated into life’s realities by the cold winds of winter, welcomed by the strikin…

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He was a college student struggling with honest questions about life here and hereafter. His search had taken him away from the childhood beliefs instilled by his parents. Intriguing philosophical and cultic arguments appealed to his desire to be known to his supposed intellectual friends as…

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Nine words of thanksgiving written long ago from a lonely Roman prison cell might, if heeded, break down most of the barriers that divide families, hinder the growth of churches and separate friends.

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Recently many of us were riveted to our TVs as we watched the emotional battle for the Supreme Court unfold. We saw sadness as a woman told her painful story. And we saw the anger of a man defending his honor and his reputation.

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