A Field of Hope

There is something special about overcoming the odds that leaves a lasting impression on us. It inspires and gives hope that maybe the impossible is within our reach. We are encouraged to take on new challenges contrary to the overwhelming evidence that our endeavors will not succeed. Through it all

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A Dispatch from Sabbatical

From time to time I amuse myself by imagining what you imagine I am doing on Sabbatical–lounging by the lake, reading for hours on end, perhaps eating fried chicken and collard greens with men in overalls named Bubba. Whether you have wondered such things or not, let me give you

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The Authenticity of Faith

It had been a long trial. After weeks of evidence piling up against NFL Star Aaron Hernandez the verdict was revealed: he would face life in prison without any possible parole. Hernandez and four other men brutally murdered Odin Lloyd, and now he was found guilty of first degree murder.

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The Perils of Going it Alone

You can hardly surf through the myriad channels available on basic cable without finding a nature documentary where the apex predator is stalking an unsuspecting herd of prey. It is clear that the documentary is legitimate and quality; after all, the narrator speaks in a British accent, the hallmark of

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Where’s the Power?

One of the relics of the 1980’s I intend to pass down to my children through the wonders of YouTube is “Where’s the Beef?” In the commercials, Wendy’s tapped into a common disappointment at fast food restaurants–hungry customers unwrapping their meal to find a lot of bread and little meat.

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A Place to Call Home

My outing with J.T. first tipped me off that I am a nomad. Over the clatter of his replica Model A the spry, elderly man pointed out the creek that delineated the holler his family inhabited for generations. On this land his great-grandfather, Devil Anse Hatfield, organized his Logan Wildcats

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The Judgment Tree, Part IV

Today we remember the death of Jesus on the judgment tree. There on Calvary an exchange took place that will require an eternity to comprehend. His righteousness for our sin. His acceptance with God for our forsakenness by God. His glory for our shame. His blessing for our curse. When

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The Judgment Tree, Part III

When Pilate caved to the mob’s demand that Jesus be crucified, he had an inscription written on the cross: “Jesus of Nazareth, the King of the Jews.” Whether he meant this to be irony or an insult to the Jewish power brokers, the sign created a startling juxtaposition. Pilate affixed

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The Judgment Tree, Part I

As we anticipate Holy Week, our meditation on Christ’s death and resurrection should freshly challenge the world we inhabit and the lives we lead. This year I would like to focus our attention on the cross as a place of judgment. Paul captures this most succinctly in Galatians 3:13: “Christ

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Sorrow and Love Flow Mingled Down

One of the incomparable joys of life with a newborn–the premier rose among the thorns of sleeplessness and dirty diapers–is the chest snuggle. Some of my sweetest moments with Samuel have taken place with him laying on my chest, legs tucked in, our breathing  the only communication. Such nearness affords

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That’s My Son!

On Thursday, February 19th at 7:31 PM, I witnessed Samuel Whitworth Davis’ wondrous journey from mother’s womb to mother’s arms. The jury is still out on whether Samuel looks more like a Davis or a Nobles, but some Davis resemblance is undeniable. Seeing myself mirrored in Samuel’s features is such

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