I do some freelance work in the Division III college football world and one of the coaches last week said something interesting that all teams should keep in mind as they go through their respective athletic seasons.
His nationally ranked team, a title contender, had been upset by an unranked opponent at home in week one.
One of the hats I wear is that of a chaplain for the local police department. Among other responsibilities, one I have is to accompany officers when there is a need to deliver the bad news of the death of a loved one.
I’ve worked in the newspaper business for 11 years now, and during football season, I always joke that the weeks run Friday to Friday instead of Monday-Friday.
I just completed a summer sermon series in the Psalms, a common practice among churches. I was motivated by the need to preach more from the Old Testament and a desire to keep up my skills with the Hebrew language.
What do you call it when you were tired yesterday and are tired again today? Retired.
For too many days, weeks, months and even years, I have known that feeling of “retirement,” and now it’s time for me to make it official.
You/Me. Us/Them. We/They. After I finished reading the newspapers this morning, I found myself reflecting that very much in our society seems to be based on a contest.
