by Guy Sayles | Dec 17, 2015 |
Every year since 1977, I have led a Christmas Eve Communion Service, often more than one. For 38 Christmas Eves, I’ve had the honor of joining the angels’ surprising announcement: “Behold I bring you good tidings of great joy which shall be for all people, for...
by Guy Sayles | Dec 10, 2015 |
I enjoy Christmas—always have. I look forward to children’s pageants, complete with Burger King crowns for wise men, bath-robed shepherds, and aluminum foil-wings for angels; misty-eyed singing of “Silent Night” in the glow of candlelight; watching George C. Scott as...
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...
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