Comfort Zones
In case I haven’t mentioned it lately, I dig my small group. I also dig Spence and company’s latest method to put Sunday’s messages into action. I bring that up because last Sunday night,...
In case I haven’t mentioned it lately, I dig my small group. I also dig Spence and company’s latest method to put Sunday’s messages into action. I bring that up because last Sunday night,...
Here’s an unexpected affirmation of a recent post, and also a shout out to the guy who found his way to this blog by typing “what if you think your wife is stupid” into Google....
I’ll freely admit that I am addicted to my iPod. I’m not the iPod guy on Apple commercials of yesteryear: the guy rocking out to Death Cab for Cutie while waiting in line for the...
At our annual staff retreat last fall, pastor / guru Al Gilbert from Calvary Baptist over in Winston-Salem spent a couple of days downloading just a sliver of his knowledge to our relatively young staff...
Wednesday was a first at our household. After weeks of begging, I finally relented and let my 12 year old hop on the riding mower and mow the lawn. I had mowed all the tough...
Sound the trumpets and break out the confetti, because Audience Participation Week is coming to an end. As far as I know I’ve risen to the challenge, but hey…it’s still early in the day and...
Audience Participation Week continues, and today’s three words were submitted by resident Summit Bishopess, First Lady Veronica Greear. To figure out which words below she submitted (and find out what APW is all about), check...
I’ve been with a lot of hurting people this week. Failed marriages, derailed relationships, deeply-entrenched sin, broken dreams, disturbing doctor’s reports, addictions that seemingly can’t be kicked. There’s one thing that serves as a common...
On Sunday we baptized 121 people at the Summit. It was a very, very cool day, but days like that always bring questions… Why did you do it that way? Is that even biblical? Seriously?...
Last Wednesday I watched in fascination as millions of Americans took to the streets to participate in “tea parties” – their official stamp of disapproval on paying taxes. I realized that if this pastor gig...