• Grace Notes 12/26/2015: Let's eat grandma

    The last time we visited the church we like in Ybor City, the pastor’s message was titled, “Let’s Eat Grandma — the Importance of Punctuation.”

    My first reaction was, “Hmmm. Punctuation? Really?”

    He spoke about commas.

    I’m a word person and I know a little bit about grammar and punctuation, although not much. And commas always throw me off.

  • War Room

    INVERNESS — Cornerstone Baptist Church will show the film “War Room” twice this month, including on New Year’s Eve. There is no charge to attend the showings at 6 p.m. Sunday, Dec. 27, and Thursday, Dec. 31.

  • ‘Divinely Unique’

    CRYSTAL RIVER - God has a way of taking a little and turning it into a lot.

    What started out as an occasional yard sale to raise money for missions has turned into an impressive, “divinely unique” thrift and gift store.

  • Grace Notes: Hooray for Jacob!

    If you’ve been in church for any length of time, depending on the church you may have heard sermons about Bible heroes: strong and mighty Samson, brave David the shepherd boy who fought the giant Goliath and killed him with his sling shot and a stone.

    There’s Daniel in the lion’s den, the three Hebrew teens in the fiery furnace, Moses who led the Israelites out of Egypt.

  • Grace Notes: Prayer weak

    As I write this, I’m sitting in the sanctuary of my church.

    It’s early on a Monday morning, the first day of our prayer week.

    We did this last year, opened the church to anyone who wanted to come and pray. Last year I went every day and prayed fervent, specific prayers, prayed with all my heart, soul, mind and strength.

  • Hunters for the Hungry

    Patrick Whittle

    Associated Press

    PORTLAND, Maine

    It’s a cool fall morning outside a red brick warehouse in Maine’s largest city, and Don Morrison is facing a tall order. It’s time to turn 40 pounds of moose and deer meat into enough shepherd’s pie to feed 200 people by sundown.

  • Grace Notes: All days give praise

    Sometimes when we’ve had a good day at our house, as we crawl into bed I’ll say to my husband, “Nobody cried and nobody threw hard-boiled eggs.”
    The “nobody cried” is self-explanatory. The “nobody threw hard-boiled eggs” refers to the time I became so frustrated and enraged that I took a plastic container filled with a dozen hard-boiled eggs that I had just finished peeling and threw them with all my might, one by one, on the entry floor.
    I don’t think I’d ever done anything like that before, and I’m 73 percent sure I’ll never do it again.

  • 'Surreal revelations'

    Nicole Winfield 

    Associated Press 

    The Vatican is no stranger to drama, intrigue or scandal. But even by Vatican standards, this has been one hell of a month. 

  • Grace Notes 11/7/2015: The gift of misery

    I spent this past weekend feeling sad.

    The reason isn’t important — actually, there really wasn’t a reason other than I just felt like being sad, and so I was.

    I called my sister to tell her that I was sad, but she was at her granddaughter’s soccer game and didn’t answer her phone, which made me even sadder.

  • Local church dreams big for new building

    BEVERLY HILLS — Their name tells it all: Joy and Praise Fellowship. 

    For more than 12 years, members of this lively Pentecostal congregation of Christian believers have worshiped in a storefront church in Beverly Hills Plaza on County Road 491, but now they believe God is wanting them to move on to bigger, better things.