by Guy Sayles | Dec 4, 2015 |
Lately, I’ve felt that our culture is like a house full of teenagers left alone for too long without any adult supervision. There’s a lot of noise. The television is on, music is blasting, and nearly everyone is talking to, or texting, someone who isn’t in the room....
by Guy Sayles | Nov 25, 2015 |
Many of the Thanksgivings and Christmases of my boyhood were spent in Huntington, WV. Both sets of my grandparents lived there, as did a wide circle of other relatives. On the Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving, as soon as Dad got home from work, we’d pile in the...
by Guy Sayles | Nov 19, 2015 |
Since my college days, I’ve had a recurring dream. On a rainy Sunday night, my car breaks down in a small, rural south Georgia town. The only gas station that boasts a real mechanic won’t open until Monday morning. The only available food is nearly day-old fried...
by Guy Sayles | Nov 12, 2015 |
The best answer to the idea that Joseph had the pyramids built to store grain might be Steve Martin’s classic and hilarious “King Tut. Tut was, Martin sings, buried in a “condo made of stone-a” which is a closer-to-the-facts description of a pyramid...
by Guy Sayles | Nov 3, 2015 |
My post at The Center For Healthy Churches’ bloghttp://chchurches.org/learning-from-politics/
by Guy Sayles | Oct 21, 2015 |
Though I’ve been teaching and supervising Doctor of Ministry students for more than a decade; and have, as a part of that work, read and evaluated an array of personal exploratory essays, theological reflection papers, and summaries of ministry projects, last week, I...
by Guy Sayles | Oct 14, 2015 |
We all know the overworked cliché which defines insanity as “doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” As worn and familiar as it is, we keep proving its essential wisdom.It happens in the groups of which we’re a part. With...
by Guy Sayles | Oct 7, 2015 |
Yesterday’s bright blue sky, streaked with long and thin white clouds, the shimmering sun, and the slight cooling breeze were such welcome gifts after days of ponderous grey air and pouring rain. With the clinging fog and veiling clouds evaporated from the...
by Guy Sayles | Oct 4, 2015 |
In my dream, I was scheduled to play golf with a friend. Never mind that I haven’t played golf in over a decade, gave my clubs away a few years ago, and wore-out my golf shoes by using them for yard work (they aerated the lawn while I walked!). I scrambled...
by Guy Sayles | Sep 30, 2015 |
Many of us have a troubled relationship with time.Carl Honore wrote an interesting book, In Praise of Slowness: How a Worldwide Movement Is Challenging the Cult of Speed, the idea for which came to him as he rushed through an airport and saw a book entitled The...
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