Musings

By Rick Moore A wake… no, not “awake”… a wake (according to Wikipedia) is the region of disturbed flow (often turbulent) downstream of a solid body moving through a fluid, caused by the flow of the fluid around the body. Or you could just say it is the waves caused...

By Sean Dietrich Stand-still traffic. I had the windows open and I was breathing in the exhaust from seven thousand cars all trying to get home. There was fruitcake sitting in my passenger seat, glazed in bourbon sauce. A Mark Twain book beside it. The cake had arrived on my porch...

By Dave Holland Then He took the five loaves and the two fish, and looking up to heaven, He blessed and broke them, and gave them to the disciples to set before the multitude. So, they all ate... Luke 9:16-17 Potatoes are worth about a dollar in my hands, but they...

Out of the Depths – Amazing Grace Michael Schneider, Pastor Emeritus, Trinity Presbyterian Church of Valparaiso As Hurricane Sally was swirling through the Emerald Coast, the Weather Channel began showing waves washing over Beach Boulevard in Pascagoula, Miss., in front of the place where my childhood home once stood. In that...

By Myrna Conrad “Without truth, there is only manipulation.” -Os Guinness “And you shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free.” -Jesus (in John 8:32) None of us want to believe something that is false. We certainly don’t want to be manipulated by false rhetoric, advertisements, reporting or information....

By Sean Dietrich I’m watching the Alabama-Missouri game. I’m eating boiled peanuts. It’s the first time I’ve seen college football since the pandemic began some 300 years ago. To say I’m happy is like saying the Pope is an okay guy. I’m ecstatic. I don’t want to get all mushy about Alabama...

By Sam Brown I wonder if you remember the good old days where everyone was talking about finding our new normal and what our new normal was going to look like? That was only like a month or two ago, and it doesn’t seem like we’re there yet, or like...

By Sean Dietrich There is something about the way the sun falls upon the lustrous water of the Choctawhatchee Bay that lights my heart on fire. No. Wait. I apologize. That sentence you read in the above paragraph was ridiculous. Lustrous? How immature and overly dramatic. This is because I wrote...

By Rick Moore As a very stylish twelve year old, I wore my Panama Jack hat whenever possible. The truth is, I was more concerned about impressing others with my debonair style than keeping the sun from harming my skin. Since fellow students were not cool enough to wear such...

By Rick Moore A boxer sends his opponent to the canvas, and the referee counts down from ten. As soon as he reaches zero, the fight is over and the referee raises a hand of the winner high into the air, proclaiming the new heavy-weight champion of the world! A...