Faith Archive

Mid-March 2020, governors across the country imposed size restrictions on public gatherings in their state, attempting to curb the spread of a strange, new virus.

After hastily called meetings, church leaders weighed options for continuing weekly worship services.

Navarre First Assembly of God held its annual missions conference March 6.

“We’ve been doing this about 10 years,” said Iris Tatom, First Assembly’s director of missions, “and each year it has been a little different.”

If you want wisdom, you could scale a distant peak to consult with some wizened sage, or you can drive to Indiana and visit my father-in-law.

My wife and I have just returned from celebrating his 104th birthday with him.

Sometimes the less we can see, the more we can see.

When you’re enjoying the beach on a bright, sunny day, clearly seeing your surroundings seems at times to be next to impossible.

Occasionally, I’ll hear a song from my youth and, in an instant, memories will flood my mind. I suspect that old men have been saying this ever since there has been music.

As a Canadian, my playlist drew from diverse sources.

I don’t know what romantic thing you did for Valentine’s Day, but my wife and I gave blood. It was her idea.

She is always ready to give blood whenever “The Big Red Bus” is in town and I always ask, “What are they giving away?”

When the temperatures recently dipped into the 20s here on the Emerald Coast, I was robbed of a favorite seasonal pastime: flaunting our balmy weather before my family and friends living in the north.

Instead, they mocked me as I whined about temperatures they consider to be a warming trend. I have grown so soft that what little fashion sense I possess is lost in such weather.