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Governor Talmadge

Governor Talmadge* (whose not very good portrait hangs over the entrance) used to say in early days that he noticed when people in Georgia retire, they often go to live in Florida — thus raising the I.Q. in both states.  That wasn’t very nice, was it? But I tell you, we live in a society that doesn’t have respect for learning out there — and it doesn’t have a lot of respect for learning...

Up a Tree

Every time I get on the platform I have to tell that marvelous story of Charles Spurgeon, the nineteen century cigar-smoking Baptist in England. Spurgeon got so big, they built a church around him. He grew bigger and bigger; they built a theological school around him. He was quite sure that the best member of the faculty should teach preaching — so he did!  And he had this lousy habit of asking the...

A Biblical People

I’m very much bothered by the fact that people forget so readily that the Old Testament was the Bible of Jesus and the early Church. I have to repeat ad nauseam that Jesus of Nazareth never called for any written material beyond the Old Testament. Now, that’s not my way of saying, “Let’s fire all of the New Testament professors”  (although there are some places in which that would be a good...

Being Human

I want to be one of those people who realizes that being human is a legitimate category. I don’t want to turn Jesus into a second God. I’ve already got a perfectly good one. I want Jesus to be what God intended him to be: a mature person – a fulfillment of the kind person whom God wants us all to be. In that way, we can be “atoned” and be one with God — just as Jesus was. When the Eagle...

The Preacher as Artist

I come primarily as an Old Testament teacher who these last couple of terms has been cornered by a Dean and Associate Dean to teach a course in expository preaching. Why I let it happen, I do not know! Save that I’ve enjoyed it. While I’m not going to this hour talk about preaching, I would like to say a word or two before I get into the subject. The word or two is about my view of preaching, which has...

One Foot in the Grave

I went to a wedding and the big question was, “Is the bride coming?” We were twenty-five minutes into the service and she hadn’t shown. That’s one of the ways in which they keep the clergy twingeing and alive!  I peeked across Max Miller, the organist, to see whether the bride’s mother was on the aisle (that will often be a barometer if anything is going to happen) and my eye fell on the...

A Deadly But Conquerable F...

“Feed my sheep” is not a lot of preacher poetry. It is the most practical politics I know. Because the most volatile thing in the world is human hunger and misery. C’mon Carter! C’mon Reagan! C’mon Ford! C’mon Humphrey! Tell us about world hunger! Don’t stand pointing fingers at each other to see who can vilify the Federal government most in order to get to the...

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