Semi-daily preaching by a Semi-daily Preacher on a semi-daily basis
 Greg Lee as Brother Preacher
Disneyland had nothin’ on Grandpa’s barn. Nothing.
If you were 10 years old, like me and my cousin Randy were, you could have happily spent several years of your life trapped in that barn, if only “they’d” have let you.
Who needs school or food or a stupid pool when you have a barn like Grandpa’s to mess around in?
Everything a kid could have ever wanted was in that barn. Cowboy hats, a tractor, tractor parts, tractor tires, car tires, truck tires, snow tires, and various inexplicable farm equipment parts were all scattered around the place like toaster crumbs.
What to us were dusty, old pirate chests were filled with every kind of undiscovered treasure: old clothes, magazines from the 1920′s, faded photos of ancient strangers, milk crates of unused Polaroid camera film, masking taped board games, a war helmet, some rubber boots, a box of bolts. «Read the rest of this article»
The Crafty Preacher
June 20, 2011 |
Semi-daily preaching by a Semi-daily Preacher on a semi-daily basis
 Greg Lee as Brother Preacher
Emergency Preacher Crafts
Let’s face it. Preachers just don’t do crafts like they used to.
Jesus was a woodworker.
Paul made tents. Peter mended nets.
Joseph’s dad liked to tie-dye coats of many colors.
Nowadays, Preachers golf. Or worse yet, bowl. I know one Preacher in Omaha who is on a paintball team. He isn’t that good. I know he isn’t any good because whenever he preaches he has a slight orange glow around his forehead and cheeks. He’s pretty bruised up too. He may wanna try something else. Like maybe a nice, safe Turner Classic Movies Marathon. «Read the rest of this article»
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