“Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have.” (Peter 3:15 NLT).

“Witness” is a word that has been part of my life since way before I knew anything about its meaning…

The rumor was all over Brora, the wee (as the Scots would say) village where we summer for seven weeks each year in the north of Scotland. The word was buzzing around the golf course and more…

I woke up this morning (September 22, 2025) with a new and amazing energy to be an “Evangelist”. Yes, it comes from watching the five-hour Charlie Kirk memorial event yesterday afternoon…

“They shoot from ambush at the innocent, attacking suddenly and fearlessly.” Psalm 64:4 (NLT)

Everyone knows where they were on the morning of Tuesday, 9/11/01. And now, we also may remember where we were on 9/10/25 when Charlie Kirk was murdered…

I know better than to discuss religion or politics. But here goes. It is now the summer of 2025…

“Then their eyes were opened, and they could see! Jesus sternly warned them, “Don’t tell anyone about this.” But instead, they went out and spread his fame all over the region.” Matthew 9:30-31.

“Well, in case you’re not free, you need to be. We’re goin’ to Augusta.” …

“‘Tell me about your father, young man,’ And David replied, ‘His name is Jesse, and we live in Bethlehem.’” (First Samuel 17:58-59).

On June 10, 1965, a five-year-old little boy named Bruce Johnson Jr. lost his daddy…

“Therefore since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses…” (Hebrews 12:1a)

I do not typically hang out with sixteen-year-olds. But on a recent trip to Scotland, one of my traveling companions was my friend’s son. I loved this kid, but I quickly discovered that the so-called Generation Gap was a Grand Canyon…

“Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children.” Matthew 19:14.

Ananthi Jebasingh has spent her life saving children in the slums of Delhi. But she helped to save me, too. Let me explain…

In Family Court, yesterday’s surprises were usually forgotten because of today’s shockers. Eventually, you forget them all. But there are exceptions. Like Robert E. Lee…

“… they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth. For they that say such things declare plainly that they seek a country.” Hebrews‬ ‭11‬:‭13‬‬ ‭(KJV‬‬).

I took my seat in the Kentucky State Senate in January 1991. I was thirty-nine. I had won the election by two votes. It didn’t take me long to figure out that I was powerless…

My friend Stan Key has written a book to be published soon. The title is “One Life”. I sure like the title, and presumed that he stole it from a movie I saw on a trans-Atlantic flight last summer…

Pray in the Spirit at all times and on every occasion. Stay alert and be persistent in your prayers for all believers everywhere. (Ephesians 6:18 NLT).

It is March 19, 2025 as I write this. Yesterday was my 74th birthday!…

"And rising very early in the morning, while it was still dark, he [Jesus] went out to a desolate place, and there he prayed." (Mark 1:35, E.S.V.)

Two devotionals came flooding into my heart today that got my attention. Both are from “older women”…

Golf is way too hard. And I think I have the answer! So… Listen up…

What if the sacred rules of golf are all wrong?…

“The rich and poor meet together. The LORD is the maker of them all.” Proverbs 22:2 (KJV).

Most days fall into the oblivion of weak memories. But some days are never forgotten. January 29, 2025 was such a day…

JOY TO THE WORLD.

Over this Christmas season, I preached a sermon on the subject of JOY at our local chapel. It was not that easy. I am still not sure I got it right. I understand happiness and pleasure and even contentedness. But JOY is difficult to explain…

“So he (Abraham) built there an altar to the Lord, who had appeared to him.” (Genesis 12:7, ESV).

This story started with a text I received in mid-October. I spoke at a national men’s conference for CBMC on October 5 in St Louis and at the end of my message…

This story is an addendum to my last story about my brother’s entry into heaven.

Danny Philpot’s story, like all tales, cannot be told in one simple obituary or eulogy. It is seventy-one years of real life with too many stories to tell and too many lessons to be learned…

My last published story on this website was nearly three months ago (August 20). I have had writer’s cramps.

I have a pretty good excuse. My baby brother has been dying…