An Enemy In Our Midst

The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind drives away.
— Psalm 1:4

It happened so fast. There we were, walking through the Riverbanks Botanical Garden. It

was early evening and cloudy. The flowers were beautiful. The trees vibrant. It was Spring.

Everything seemed so normal. But that’s when we saw it: an enemy in our midst. Among the

garden flowers stood a towering colossus of a monster—a thistle! The problem was that it was

placed there on purpose! For years and years, Rebekah and her two brothers received the

honor of protecting the farm from thistles, and now she came across this monstrosity. What

was she to do?

It’s like my father-in-law says (or, at least, I imagine him saying),

“A well-manicured thistle is still a weed.”

P.S.- We just kept walking.

Real Possessor of Jesus Our Lord

Midweek greetings, Centennial Family. I thought I would change it up this week with a poem and the accompanying texts that inspired it. The quotes below are from a gifted preacher (called by some the Prince of Preachers!) of the nineteenth century named Charles Spurgeon.

Everybody Loves Alarm Clocks

Everybody loves alarm clocks, right? Well, sometimes we love to hate them, but that’s not the whole truth! Alarm clocks are all around us, and that’s a good thing. We’ve got the usual ones by our bedsides (phones now!), some have the little living ones (babies), and we all have internal ones (hunger, for instance).

Marvelous Light

Recently these two verses from Isaiah 42 have been stuck in my head! As I was studying the text of 1 Peter 2:1-10, I discovered that Peter clearly referenced these verses. He says, “But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light” (1 Peter 2:9, emphasis added).

The Insanely Prolific Pinecone Producing Loblolly Pines in Columbia, SC

How many pinecones do you think a Loblolly Pine produces in one year? Y’all know those pine trees, right? They are the super tall ones you see everywhere in Columbia. It has got to be a ton (perhaps literally).