Conflicted: Convictions, Conscience, And Culture
In writing this material for my column today has been both a challenge and a release for me due to the issues that I have had to consider and contend with within myself.
In writing this material for my column today has been both a challenge and a release for me due to the issues that I have had to consider and contend with within myself.
For quite a few years now, October has been designated as National Clergy Observance Month. This is a time when pastors, preachers, and people of the cloth (both men and women) are commended, celebrated, and honored for the work that they do in regard to feeding God’s people with knowledge and understanding, as well as guiding and guarding them from spiritual peril and predators.
Immediately following World War II, which was won by what has come to be called our greatest generation, was a rapid growth of new babies in America.
Of all the names they could have chosen for the recent hurricane that brought much devastation, discomfort, and disruption to many in our area and beyond, they named it Florence.
As we are entering into another school term for students in grades K through 12, my mind takes me back to when I was a student at Gordon Elementary and High School, respectively.
In an endeavor to keep the rich history and memory of Gordon High School alive, I will periodically devote my column to achieving that task.
The very thought of doing this piece today made me cringe due to the potential and prospect of self-defamation and public humiliation.
With the Fourth of July observance upon us, I believe it is very appropriate to give some effort and opinion to why this most uniquely American holiday should be venerated by all American citizens, regardless of race, creed, or color.
The heat index was right at one hundred degrees on the day that I got the idea for this article.
A few years ago, I did an article on the Mount Rushmore of Dillon County.