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As I write this article, my church, Tabernacle Baptist, is in the midst of our annual Engage Week. From September 22-28, we set a goal of giving 500 local missions hours to our community. We want to be the hands and feet of Jesus to our community. We have had the incredible opportunity of partnering with our city, our school district, and many different nonprofits and serving our community this week. Why are we doing an initiative like this? We believe that the gospel should be explained in both word and deed. Our vision at Tabernacle is to glorify God by making disciples who are empowered to engage our community with the hope of the gospel. We don’t need to just sit and soak in our chairs on Sunday mornings. We need to go and share the gospel outside the walls of the church building!

Daylight Savings Time is about to end. On Sunday, November 3, we return into standard time by setting our clocks back an hour. It happens just a few days after Halloween and we all know that sense of dread when it gets darker a lot earlier.

When I found myself on the grounds of my former elementary school, surrounded by wooden floors polished to a high sheen and ceilings that towered above me, I remembered some fabulous friends, curious classroom incidents and, eventually, the year from hell with the worst teacher I ever had.

I have a problem with inspirational quotes.

One thing about bullies is they always attract a certain type of follower. They are the rascal and while we say we do not like them, there is an innate respect given to the annoyer, the ruffian, the intimidator. Saying they represent the common man; in reality they are the oppressor.

In the wake of the beautiful and awe-inspiring coverage of the 50th anniversary of the Apollo 11 lunar landing, I had to confess: I don’t remember seeing this historic event on television as it happened, live in 1969.

I wear used clothes.

Tuesday’s debate had me all jacked up. Two candidates, one who can’t shut up and the other one who should. One is brilliant on the economy, in fact, as my late Uncle Pat would say, “he’s swift upstairs.” The other has a very attractive, disarming smile.

If you apologize, in advance, for a question you’re pondering, the resulting conversation is easier to endure. So I said to the husband, “I apologize for this really stupid question, but if we can put a man on the moon, can we not find a way to nudge an approaching hurricane 2 degrees to the west or east?”