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Josh Comes Home to Texas?

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Recent articles in several papers indicate that a deal is done, or close to done...to bring Josh Hamilton back to the Texas Rangers. Just a few days ago, I was on a tour of the Louisville Slugger Factory in Louisville, Kentucky, listening to the tour guide talk about the unique qualities of Josh's bat. Internally, I had thoughts that were more filled with disgust than compassion.  What a waste, I thought to myself...and what a narcissistic individual he was.  Less than 2 hours later, I was sitting on a plane reading an article about Josh Hamilton and his wife's divorce filing; my arrogance turned to sincere sadness.  Yes, I thought again, what a waste.  But my thought was different now, realizing the brokenness that surely hangs over Josh, his wife, and their children.  I realized my own misplaced pride, and the fact that my brokenness is no more or less ugly than his.  We are all broken in different ways. Addiction is comprised of many factors - moral, spiritual, and phy

Easter Ritual or Miracle?

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 How was Easter for you and your family?  Was it special and filled with worshipful wonder and the laughter of children searching for hidden eggs?  I hope it was that for you, and more. I began the day enjoying an amazing worship time with my church family in Murphy.  Our young church is just starting it's 8th year of ministry, and I found myself giddy with excitement over the number of families that crowded into our last service of the morning.  The singing was wonderful, but then again, I'm a singer, so for me the singing is always wonderful!  I am grateful every week for a pastor who unflinchingly proclaims the truth of scripture and the Gospel of Jesus Christ, but I was especially grateful this morning for how God used him to share with us, verse by verse, the story of the two women coming to the tomb on Sunday morning. I have not heard the perspective he shared, and it made an impact on me that I'd like to share with you.  You see, these two women were coming