Jun 30, 2024 | Sunday Morning
I read a statement the other day which appears to me to be a relatively good description of today’s world. “We are living in a time when sensitivities are at the surface, often vented with cutting words. Philosophically, you can believe anything, so long as you do not...
Jun 27, 2024 | This Sunday in Baptist History
On this day in 1775, Caleb Evans, the president of the Bristol Baptist College sat down at his desk and wrote a letter to a young graduate of the college named John Sutcliff. Sutcliff had been a good student, and Evans felt that he would be a blessing to many...
Jun 24, 2024 | Sunday Evening
I don’t know if it is bad or good, but most of us don’t think much about our posture – especially our posture as it relates to others or to God. When I was a kid, a part of our Episcopal worship was using the kneeling cushions when we went to prayer. But then and here...
Jun 20, 2024 | This Sunday in Baptist History
On this day in1738 Samuel Medley was born. When the war began between England and France, Samuel joined the British navy. During the Battle of Cape Lagos, he had a large portion of one leg blown away. Soon gangrene began to set in, and the ship’s surgeon told him...
Jun 17, 2024 | Sunday Evening
In a book called “Mountains in the Mist,” Frank Boreham made some interesting comments on this Psalm. He reminded his readers that this is one of the so-called “Penitential Psalms” – songs written by sinners with broken hearts over their transgressions and the shame...
Jun 17, 2024 | Sunday Morning
I read a statement the other day which struck me – and stuck with me. The context was the death and burial of the Lord Jesus, when He died for our salvation. After quoting John 19:41, which says, “Now in the place where he was crucified there was a garden; and in the...
Jun 13, 2024 | This Sunday in Baptist History
On this day in 1816 Mary Carey (no relation to Harry Caray) wrote to her brother, missionary William Carey in India. The primary subject of the letter was to inform him of the death of their father. But I have more interest in Mary than in that letter or her father....
