Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Hope For The Next Generation


Stories of revival are riveting and among my favorite items to read. While preparing for today's Wednesday prayer meeting, I noticed a paragraph from an article in the Southern Baptist Texan about revival in Texas:

(In January 2010),"A group of about 175 teenagers gathered for a Fellowship of Christian Athletes meeting in Haslet, Texas. Northgate Church was coordinating the event. When the gospel invitation was given over 100 of them filled out commitment cards indicating they received Jesus as their personal Savior,” observed Jim Richards, Southern Baptists of Texas Convention executive director. “Youths will come to Christ if we will simply present the Word to them."

“This is one example of a number of moves of God I am seeing all across Texas.”

Lord, do it in Louisiana!

Monday, February 22, 2010

Changing Traditions


I read in the newspaper that an old funeral tradition is falling.

I'm not talking about "viz-tashun." In southwest Louisiana, we have some of the longest "viz-tashun" periods of any geographical area I've observed. No, we will maintain our time honored tradition of "sitting up with the dead."

The city of Gulfport, MS will no longer allow funeral processions of more than five vehicles. Citing safety and personnel issues, city officials made this decision. It also noted that the city of Jackson, MS has had no escorted funeral processions in years. One official said that if they provided escorts, there would be more officers at funerals than on the streets.

Perhaps. But perhaps the police department feels it has better uses of its time than seeing that mourners make it to the cemetery safely. What about using retired officers or off-duty ones, or volunteers?

Another city charges $250 to provide uniformed officer escorts for funerals. Talk about taxing the dead!

The article further notes that in the South, we have some long standing traditions such as these processions which move from the place of the service to the cemetery. I have been a part of quite a few in my time. I have noted with some satisfaction that many motorists, when they see a funeral procession coming, will often pull over and wait for it to pass. I have noted people out in their yards or in parking lots standing at attention with hat in hand.

I have also noted, with some degree of satisfaction, that a few have tried to get by without stopping. I have seen more than a few officers honk and point at the offender. They usually get the message.

I have also seen truck drivers try to sneak on by. They are usually unsuccessful. How much time can one lose by waiting for a line of cars behind a hearse to pass?

At a recent funeral procession I led, an obviously homeless man stood at attention, cap across his breast, surrounded by his sacks and bags as cars filed by his position. He apparently had been offering to "work for food." He was not too busy to show some respect.

What to make of this decision? Things are changing. Hard lines of traditions seemed to be melting down. I am not much of a traditionalist, but I see the value of showing respect for departed souls. At present our parish sheriff's department provides escorts for funeral processions. In a conversation I had with an officer a few weeks ago, he told me that they had already escorted over 140 funerals this year- and it wasn't quite February! It looks to be a record year. I appreciate the fact that our sheriff still provides this service.

Public safety departments are finding themselves too busy, too overworked, and perhaps too shorthanded to supply funeral escorts. So a time honored Southern tradition is sent to trash bin. Could this be another example of our modern trend toward depersonalization?

Somehow, I feel sad.

Monday, February 8, 2010

It Was Not Imagined

Over the years as one looks back, one can well wonder if events recalled are recalled accurately.

Case in point: I seem to remember a television ad for "Hot Dr. Pepper." Over the years as I have "recalled" this ad, I have not discovered one person who seems to remember hot Dr. Pepper as I did.

Today, I submit proof that my memory is not at all as bad as it seems.

Watch and enjoy. Has anyone ever tried this?

Sunday, February 7, 2010

I'm Out Of A Job


...So I was informed tonight.

We had a church fellowship and Big Bowl party. There was a good crowd and I was surprised tonight to find a few Colts fans among us. How'd they get in here, anyway?

By now, most will know that the New Orleans Saints won the Super Bowl for the first time. Ever.

As we were preparing to leave this evening, I learned that I was out of a job.

The Saints had won and that proverbial place had frozen over. Hence, I am no longer needed?

Anyone know where they're hiring?

WHO DAT!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Red Penciled

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I recently wrote of the death of Dr. Donald Potts, professor of religion at East Texas Baptist University who was my favorite professor and a mentor. I didn't save many papers from my college days, but I did save this one, thinking I would use it for future Bible study.

I post it because it is typical of the neat, red penciled notes and grading of which Dr. Potts seemed so fond.

(This paper was written about 29 years ago. I didn't even have a typewriter to use; much less a computer. Yes, Dr. Potts' "grace did abound" toward me!)