• No worries, Jesus is in the boat

    It was a Monday, about a dozen or so years ago, the sky a brilliant blue, dotted with puffs of white, fluffy clouds.
    At that same moment, 600 miles away, a violent, deadly storm raged and ravaged the nearby Gulf Coast states, its destructive power beyond my comprehension.

  • God of our storms

    It was 10 years ago.
    The bride’s name was Emily and her wedding, according to the sign in the lobby, was scheduled for 7 p.m. Saturday, Aug. 26, on the veranda of the beachfront hotel where we were staying.
    Barry and I had gone to the beach for a long weekend before his open-heart surgery on the 29th.
    The weather had been chamber-of-commerce perfect — until Saturday morning. On Saturday the sky stayed gray and it rained off and on, mostly on, all day.

  • Clowning for Christ

    It’s a rare day when one sees clown walking down a street or stepping into a hospital room ­— but you might see that in Citrus County.
    Members of God’s Clods of the First United Methodist Church of Homosassa work daily giving an ounce of God’s love to the community through laughter.
    Iris Whittaker not only dresses the part, but also shares God’s love through the main way she knows: by being silly and passing on her clown knowledge to others who want to be silly.

  • Altar to Zeus?

    By Nicholas Paphitis, Associated Press

    ATHENS, Greece — Archaeologists have made a sinister discovery at the top of a Greek mountain that might corroborate one of the darkest legends of antiquity.

  • Grace Notes 8/13/16: Hushing Jesus up

    Years ago, I visited with a woman who sold biblical toys, action figures of Bible characters like Moses, David and Goliath, and Jesus.

    The Jesus doll, about twice the size of a G.I. Joe, had movable fingers and joints and if you pressed a button on Jesus’ back he talked.

    As the woman demonstrated, Jesus started reciting Bible verses — and wouldn’t stop.

  • Grace Notes 8/6/16: Open letter to God

    Dear God,

    As you know, last Sunday morning I posted the following on Facebook:

    “Dear God,

    I’m trying to control the universe as best I can, but I think I’m failing at it. It might be time for me to step aside and let you take over — I hear you laughing! — but I’m not sure I know how to do that, seeing as I’ve been doing this for so long.

  • True test of time

    “Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried.” (Ruth 1:16-17)

    Love was in the air last Sunday at First Baptist Church of Chassahowitzka as the congregation celebrated the wedding anniversaries of three couples: Warren and Annabelle Hartway, married 70 years, Charles and Barbara Chandler, married 60 years, and Ken and Jan Penrose, married 50 years.

  • Oh, my rotting bones!

    Nancy Kennedy


    Just when I think I’m not so bad, something happens to show me that I am so bad — bad to my rotting bones.

    There’s this person.

  • Pope visits Auschwitz

    Frances D’Emilio

    Vanessa Gera

    Associated Press

    OSWIECIM, Poland

    Pope Francis paid a somber visit in silence to the Nazi German death camp of Auschwitz-Birkenau on 

    Friday, with his only public comment a guest book entry begging God “forgiveness for so much cruelty.”

  • Praying for serenity

    I’ve been thinking a lot about the Serenity Prayer.

    That’s the one that goes: “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.”

    Although the prayer is often attributed to St. Francis, it was written in 1926 by Reinhold Niebuhr, a Lutheran theologian.