The night before Jesus Christ was betrayed and murdered, he shared a last meal with his disciples. Jesus was aware of what was about to happen to Him, and even knew the one who would betray Him to the authorities. He revealed "One of you will betray me." To a man everyone of them asked … Continue reading Is it me?
My mother is fond of telling me, “Scot you’re David!” The David she has in mind is the biblical one. And when she conflates me and King David, I’m positive she is thinking of the David who is described as being a “man after God’s own heart” and not David the murderer and womanizer. After … Continue reading The man my mother thinks I am.
bell hooks* wrote, "home is a place where one is enclosed in endless stories. Like arms, they hold and embrace memory. We are only alive in memory. To remember together is the highest form of communion." Recently memories of my experiences have been angrily questioned by those who perhaps experienced things differently or simply choose … Continue reading Dirt poor, piss poor, and so poor we didn’t have a pot to pee in.
Lots of folks are facing that big transition from one season of life to another. But in a sense, all of us live in a perpetual season of graduation or deterioration. We are either advancing or retreating. In life, in business, there really is no place that is devoid of change, either positively or negatively … Continue reading Transitions are hard. Maybe this will help?
The day I stopped beating myself up ranks among the greatest days of my life. I was that guy that was quick to give others grace that I refused to extend to myself. But the day I stopped beating myself up, I started taking risks. Risk is the pathway to adventure, change, and growth. Is … Continue reading When I stopped beating myself up.
My beloved niece Sarah and her husband Craig announced this weekend that they are expecting their third child. Sarah has a wonderful creative gift and surprised her immediate family with the news by staging a quarantine photo shoot. Sarah and Craig were joined by their two children, her mother Kim (my sister) and her sister … Continue reading The surprise of a lifetime.
It may be argued that there is something in the water we are all drinking, and perhaps something also in the food that we are eating. Something is different. This year has unleashed changes that may prove to be revolutionary. A pandemic continues to plague the world, and in the United States thousands have taken … Continue reading Change your diet. Change your life.
I grew up at a time and place in American history that lent itself to a fascination with the Apocalypse. This end time madness was on full display in my small Pentecostal church in Arkansas. Many of the sermons that I heard delivered were crafted to scare children like me into piety. And for the … Continue reading The bellow of a badly blown trumpet. Surviving apocalyptic traumas of my childhood.
I was raised in a small Pentecostal church to believe in a oneness understanding of God. This doctrine in simple terms rejects the Trinity. The Trinity is understood simply as one God in three persons; God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. A oneness understanding is the idea that God is one in three … Continue reading It’s not good for God to be alone
Time is a terrible accountant. It writes down things that aren’t true and often makes us feel worse than we should. Love is far better at telling the story of our lives. And today is an occasion for opening that book of love and reminiscing. Because today is your birthday. A milestone by any estimation. … Continue reading A far better story teller…
