We’re in the midst of a pandemic that could result in the deaths of hundreds of thousands of Americans, and the experts call that a “best-case scenario.”
In 1984 when former Vice President Walter Mondale was running for president, he said something during the campaign he wished he had not said and later tried to correct his mistake. I don’t remember the details, but I do remember ABC’s Peter Jennings discussing the matter with political pundit George Will one evening.
It is not cognitive dissonance -- the impossibility of holding two or more contradictory beliefs simultaneously -- to favor the $2 trillion coronavirus stimulus bill passed by Congress and signed by President Trump while at the same time worrying about what the increasing national debt (nearing $24 trillion and counting) will do to the country.
Just a few days ago, we were complaining about life’s little annoyances. The pastor’s sermon was too long. Standing in line for more than five minutes at the checkout line, or the fast food place.
A tall good looking young man came to a minister’s office one day to talk. The young man’s very appearance gave evidence that he had a lot to live for, but he had a troubled mind.
In the 17 years that this column has existed, I have never written a special one to address a current situation that was either tumultuous or triumphant.
In the days that I was a young girl working in the upper reaches of stock car racing, I had the joyous pleasure of knowing a true, courtly Southern gentleman named Junie Donlavey.
It has long been my policy not to weigh in on what everyone else in the media happens to be pontificating about at the time. Hence, you saw little here about the Trump impeachment trial. To add to that cacophony seemed a waste of my time — and yours.
What do we intend to do with our lives? As we contemplate this critical question, we need to remember that our dreams are more important than the vehicles we drive.
It disturbs our sleep and impairs our vision. It makes us uptight and immobilizes us. It warps our character and saps our bodily strength. What is it? You guessed it if you said “worry.”
Just when you may have thought that the low quality of political rhetoric in Washington could not get any worse, along comes Senate Minority Leader Chuck Schumer (D-NY) to prove otherwise.
The other day I made cornbread and as I did, I spent time with Mama. She was there by my side as clearly as the times that, as a child, I watched her make it
With a chance to choose a presidential candidate to oppose Donald Trump this November, Democrats have had the opportunity to pick among a diverse list of 29 candidates. There were six female candidates, including a (cough! cough!) Native American. There were five black candidates, a Taiwanese, a gay and a gaggle of governors, senators, representatives, mayors and former cabinet secretaries. I got eye-glaze looking at the list and very well could have missed a visually impaired transvestite who slipped across the border from Aruba.So what do Democrats do? They have narrowed the field to two old white guys. You just can’t make this stuff up.
Jesus never gave up on the lost. Whether it was the multitudes who appeared to Him as sheep without a shepherd, or individuals like the woman at the well who needed Living Water, Jesus cared about the lost.
What a difference a decision makes. Wasn’t it just the other day that Georgia Republican Congressman Doug Collins of Gainesville, the ranking member of the House Judiciary Committee, was the hero of the hour for his unwavering defense of President Donald Trump during his Kangaroo Court impeachment trial?
Perhaps it is because I was raised as a storyteller then trained, through both education and career, as a journalist, that I have a deep-seated belief that a person is built through generations of kinfolks, then painted and decorated through personal experiences.
The only thing that can be said about former New York City Mayor Michael Bloomberg’s first appearance with his fellow Democratic presidential candidates in Las Vegas Wednesday night was that Mike did not get it done, as his campaign ads promise he will if he becomes president.
Another Valentine’s Day may have come and gone, but some things will remain well after the chocolates are eaten and the roses lose their bloom. I first told you this story in 2018. Its message is unchanged: Love is eternal.
The media attach labels to politicians who reflect their political and social views. Those labels have included "right-wing," "extreme right-wing" "far-right," "out of the mainstream," and when reporting on religion, "fundamentalist."
Georgia’s public school teachers must feel like a pinata. At one end of the Gold Dome, Gov. Brian Kemp has delivered on promised pay raises and now is trying to get rid of some of the onerous and burdensome mandatory tests thought up by a bunch of navel-gazing bureaucrats who have no skin in the game.
Most summers I aspire to read a work of classic literature. A novel. This is easier said than done since my tastes pull toward memoirs, biographies and historical recounting.
Walking into Bob Shaw’s home in suburban Atlanta is like walking into a slice of Republican Party history. On one wall of his study are pictures of Shaw with the Who’s Who of the GOP: Barry Goldwater, Richard Nixon, James Baker, Gerald Ford, Newt Gingrich, George H.W. Bush, Ronald Reagan and the list goes on.
By the time I was 5, I could read on a third-grade level. That’s how I was able to first learn the fascinating story of the Depression Era’s Bonnie and Clyde.
Just because the Senate is about to acquit President Trump of charges Republicans believed never rose to the level of "high crimes and misdemeanors," don't think Democrats will raise the white flag of surrender. They (and their media allies) have only just begun.
You know that an organization that thinks Big Tobacco is getting a raw deal is just the group you want shilling for private school vouchers. That brings me to the Heartland Institute, which is doing both. I am still researching their other policies, including whether or not the Earth is flat.
I love Ireland for its natural beauty, its people, its food (some of it), its music, its writers and especially its elections, which are shorter, less costly and designed to engage citizens and boost voter turnout.
Whether you support Donald Trump or think he is guilty of nefarious deeds regarding Ukraine, he is not going to be removed from office unless Republicans have a death wish. This, despite ponderous pontifications by liberals that at least 10 Republicans senators will turn on him and provide a constitutional majority for removal. Right now, I see only Mitt Romney, who probably would like to run for president (again), and a couple of others so inclined. This is all about the 2020 election. Trump is his own worst enemy with intemperate tweets and unnecessary insults. The fact is the stock market is at an all-time high and unemployment is at historic lows. He has gotten China to the table on tariff issues that should have been addressed a long time ago and he made a charcoal briquet out of a jive-talking Iranian terrorist intent on doing us harm. Were this Barack Obama or Bill Clinton, the national media would be wetting itself. ...
Trump's call to Ukraine's president, which is at the heart of the impeachment articles, does not meet the standard of seriously harming the public or compromising the president's ability to do his job as shown by the China trade deal and the USMCA trade agreement between the U.S., Mexico and Canada, both signed and passed days after impeachment.
Another session of the General Assembly is upon us. This is an election year and there will be more posturing under the Gold Dome than a prima ballerina in a performance of “Swan Lake.”
I was preaching a series of sermons in a small town, and on one of the days an elderly gentleman came up to me during lunch. He said, “I know what it is to be frightened.”
Addressing the British Parliament in 1982, President Ronald Reagan outlined a plan for placing the Soviet Union and Marxism-Leninism on the "ash heap of history."
Gadzooks! Can it really be 2020? That sounds more like what I wish my vision was than an actual year. Wasn’t it only yesterday when we sat holding our breath awaiting Y2K and wondering if all the computers in the world would go crazy and die? The only thing that happened was that a bunch of consultants got rich telling us our computers would go crazy and die if we didn’t hire them. Of course, nothing happened. The consultants and the computers are still laughing at us.
The battle between church and state is as old as church and state, as is the conflict within religious circles over who supposedly speaks for God.
Have you thought about what kind of difference you have made in this world by your presence here? Or could make? Or should make?
"It's the most wonderful time of the year," Andy Williams reminds us over tinny speakers in crowded shopping malls. It may be wonderful for the majority, but for those whose fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers or children have died in Iraq and Afghanistan there is a void this Christmas, and Christmases to come, that can never be filled. It is the same in every war.