Tuesday will be the first anniversary of my dad’s death. I know I have spoken before about how he and his death impacted my life, but this seems like the right time to do it again.
It was not their usual way to begin the worship service, but it was Easter Sunday .The choir in the small East Texas church decided to enter the sanctuary with a processional down the center aisle during the first hymn, “Up from the Grave He Arose.” The choir proceeded with clock-like precision down the aisle toward the choir loft. The last woman in the processional had purchased some new spiked shoes for Easter which would not have been a problem, except for the grating that covered the hot air register in the middle of the aisle.
Amid concerns for COVID-19, groceries have been scarce, as have necessities such as textiles and over the counter medicines. Many restaurants have opted to close, but Pittsburg’s Anvil Brewery has taken another approach. Rather than closing and laying off employees, Byron and Kristin Aldredge, owners of The Anvil, have decided to retrain their employees to provide more to the community. The Anvil now offers some grocery items, hot meals, and some textiles to local residents.
I have a good idea who the mockingbird is mocking as I pass him on my morning walks.
There once was a farmer that had a cow and a donkey. This is a story about the farmer and his two animals.
