September the 11th has a special, painful place in the hearts of Americans. On this particular day I reflect not only on the tragic day in New York, but also on my sister’s birthday. Her birthday came long before terrorists marred not just the day, but the face of American and World history. So I…
Recently I was on my way to work, easing down my bumpy dirt road watching the sun rise and Alabama’s song ’40 Hour Week’ came on the radio. As I listened I was reminded just how blessed I am to live in a country where I am able to work, worship and live as I…
It is Memorial Day weekend and like most people I spent some time at the lake with friends, ate a hotdog and got a mild sunburn. I also went for a walk like I often do at the state forest near our home. As I walked I began to reflect on Memorial Day and what…
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