Year: 2018

For those interested, here are a few podcasts for David Waddell when he spoke to the Orchard Church in Oxford, Mississippi.

The Call of Saul/Paul for Y’All –  http://theorchardoxford.net/?powerpress_pinw=1800-podcast

How to Wreck Your Life: Five Easy Steps – http://theorchardoxford.net/?powerpress_pinw=2143-podcast

Rescue Blues: Samson – http://theorchardoxford.net/?powerpress_pinw=2473-podcast

Taking Shape: Worship – http://theorchardoxford.net/?powerpress_pinw=3209-podcast

At times, I feel as though my entire life’s dedication is to barbecue. I was born in Kansas City, Missouri, which is famous for their barbecue. I went to seminary and worked six years for a church in Texas, which is known for barbecue. The past twenty-one years of my life has been in and around Memphis, Tennessee, also known for barbecue.

I often tell friends that my life is all about encouraging grill masters and meat smokers to achieve their best in their craft. It is a wonderful path to walk.… Read more

Evangelicals, I fear we have missed the bus. We got on the wrong boat. We made good time, but we are going in the wrong direction. We got sidetracked along the way. We have voiced our battle cries against the wrong team. We took up the wrong banner to influence our world. We fight for our religious rights, but in doing so, we forget our religious responsibilities.

What does that look like today? Let’s say, for example, you are a baker, a florist, or a restaurant owner.… Read more

It was one of those mornings where I didn’t want to go to school. I don’t recall if it was because of bullying, an exam, or that I didn’t want to spend all day sitting in a classroom. I walked into the kitchen where Mom was preparing our breakfast and told her I didn’t feel like going to school that day.

She reacted in a typical mother manner. She felt my forehead for a fever, looked in my mouth for any redness and asked if my stomach hurt.… Read more

One Sunday morning during my junior year in high school, the pastor announced the church had hired a new youth minister. His name was Wayne Dismuke. Up to that point, I had attended the church for four years, and in that time the church had one youth minister resign and a new minister of activities filled in with some camps and socials in the interim. Following the service that evening, a group of the teenagers decided to grab some pizza. Wayne and his wife, Ann, were invited to join us.… Read more

It was easy to see the end was near for the old man.  He was quite ill and not seeming to show any improvements.  The family got together for what might be Grandpa’s last get together with us.  I was a senior in high school and had already lost Grandma (his wife) and my grandfather on Mom’s side.

Grandpa was opening the get well cards, and due to the circumstances, most of them were from the “sentimental” section of Hallmark’s selection.  He was getting rather emotional at the sentiment offered by the cards.… Read more

I never ran track. I possess an incredible amount of slowness. A few years ago, I watched a videotape a church member made for my son in which the church’s father and son softball team was playing. There were several men in the church with sons who were juniors or seniors in high school. Since I was the recreation minister, I put this group together for a team in the church sponsored men’s slow pitch softball league.

In the video, I get up to the plate for my at-bat and hit the ball down the right-field line.… Read more