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Good almost evening Church! Wayne Campbell had finally saved up the money to buy his dream guitar, a 64 Classic White Fender Stratocaster. He went to the guitar store, picked it and started to play. The store owner cleared his throat as he strummed the first chord and pointed a sign that read “NO STAIRWAY.” Wayne looked into the camera and said, “Denied!” That’s what happened to me on Monday. I was commenting on a FB page that was created…

Good morning Church! Let me piggyback off what Brother JJ said about our meeting yesterday. A truly, Biblical spiritual “love feast” is exactly what I picture that Jude was talking about. The energy, the love, the fellowship, and the food! And y’all wonder why I pray for potlucks in Heaven?! One more thing that is more than evident in our gatherings, whether fellowship, Bible class or assemblies, is positivity. That is infectious. I’ve written much and taught about the effects…

Good morning Church! An old Cherokee was teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me.” He said to the boy. It is a terrible fight, and it is between two wolves. One is evil-he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride and ego. He continued, “The other is good-he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.” The same fight is going on…

Good morning Church! Because Ms. Selina and I have done all our banking in Griffin for the last 6 years, we have seen no reason to change even though the bank is 20 minutes away. You see, they know us there. When I went to bank last week, Ms. Lesa, the teller, called me by name and asked me which account I needed to access. As she completed her task, we talked about how automation has tried to take over,…

Good evening Church! I anticipate having no time to write the corner tomorrow due to closing and cleaning the shop, so here it is! This is my favorite time of year. Fall. While I appreciate the greenery of spring, the suffocating Georgia summer heat, and the stark cold (if you can call it that said the Ohio boy) of winter, fall is my absolute favorite time. Cooler temperatures, leaves falling all around, the brilliant colors, the smells, my first pots…

As a child, I was raised by two loving parents with a deep abiding faith in Jesus Christ with an equally strong faith in the “power” of the sinner’s prayer to save the lost soul. As a child, I obeyed the “gospel”, as I had been taught, and prayed the sinner’s prayer with the full expectation that when I was through with the prayer my salvation would be secure. From the age of eight, I set about trying to live…