Author: Buddy McElhannon
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The Warning Lights Are Growing Brighter
A recent Facebook post aimed at the under-50 demographic prompted a smile and a chuckle for its innate wisdom. “Y’all better enjoy your 20s, 30s, and 40s. Because in your 50s, that check engine light is gonna come on.” How true! I might add you can also expect an unwelcome guest to show up —…
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Forgetting God
Boris had lost hope. All hope. Unjustly imprisoned in a filthy prison camp far from home, he had all but given up. Life wasn’t worth living anymore. Having grown up in Stalinist Russia, Boris was a dedicated Communist. He was also a Jew. He had no love for the Czar and the Christian Orthodox believers…
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What is Man That Thou Art Mindful of Him?
It may come as a surprise to 21st Century Americans that the original official motto of Harvard University, first adopted in 1692, was Veritas Christo et Ecclesiae, Latin for “Truth . . . for Christ and the Church.” In the 17th and 18th centuries, Harvard students were encouraged to have a biblical worldview and embrace…
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The Rescue of Two
“Two came in the screened porch, Poppy!” My four-year-old grandson had an urgent sound in his voice. It was mid-afternoon on a lovely Spring day when I sat down on my patio to enjoy a glass of iced tea after finishing some yard work. Confused, I replied with a simple, “Two? “Yes, Poppy, Two…
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God’s Paintbrush at Work
I have mixed emotions about Facebook. But one feature I do enjoy is the occasional memories that pop up. These heartwarming reminders, more often than not, spark a laugh, prompt a smile, or, more likely, a shake of the head as I wonder — has it been that long? This week’s Facebook memory is a…
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What’s So Good About Good Friday?
Matthew 27:45-46: Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land until the ninth hour. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, la′ma sabach-tha′ni?” that is, “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” As one ponders these last words of Christ on the cross,…
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Misty Eyes and the Ashokan Farewell Waltz
Music has power — to elevate your mood, lower stress, and even improve your blood flow. Depending on the tempo and chord progression, music can calm one’s spirit or tug tenderly on your heartstrings. I was reminded recently of one melody that, for me, often prompts a search for Kleenex. Three notes and my eyes…
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Woke is Broke
I usually steer clear of too much political opining, but a recent Facebook post by a friend prompted me to ponder in writing what it means to be “woke.” Unless you have been on Mars for the past several years, you know that the verb describing the status of sleep has morphed into an adjective…
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The Wings of Angels
COVID is a curse, straight from the Pit. I know people who have had it, and I know people who have died from it. The reflection below is a true account of an event last Fall. What exactly happened, neither my wife nor I are completely sure. What we do know is that regardless of…
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I Love Pink Balls and I Cannot Lie
Allow me to be more specific. I love pink GOLF balls. Especially the pink florescent golf balls given to me by my granddaughter. For you non-golfers out there, golf balls come in a variety of colors with white being the dominant color by far. Unless you are playing in the snow, then you have bigger…
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