Recently, I've noticed that anytime I'm around a body of believers, there is always one debate that seems to be prevalent (especially among Baptists), and that is the issue of the type of music to be played in church.   Full Story

I don't stand at funerals and hold picket signs. I don't stage violent demonstrations. I don't tell coarse jokes about you.   Full Story

Growing up in St. Louis, a long, long time ago, our telephone was on a party line. I remember when my mother wanted to make a phone call, she would delicately lift the receiver and place it to her ear to listen for a conversation by the strangers with whom we shared the same circuit.   Full Story