Writings
Jesus left that place and went into the district of Tyre and Sidon, and a Phoenician woman from those parts came to him calling out, “Take pity on me, Lord, Son of David, for my daughter is badly demon-possessed.” Not a word did he answer, and his disciples approached him: “Send her away,” they said, “for she is calling after us.” He replied, “I was not sent, except to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.”
When I was beginning my ministry, one of the great names in Methodist preaching was that of Dwight Large. Dwight finished his career in the pulpit of Central Church, Detroit, following stints in other downtown pulpits in Kalamazoo, Lansing, and Ann Arbor.
Believe it or not, I was an eighth grader once. But I don't remember it all that clearly. And I don't remember it all that fondly. One tiling I do remember is wondering why eighth grade girls always went to the bathroom in packs. There you'd be at a school dance....or a church dance.
One of the pluses of having lived as long as I have is that I am old enough to remember the entire history of television. Which I watch less and less with each passing year. Not because I am a cultural snob. Far from it. It's more a matter of time than choice. For when you don't have much time, choices pretty much make themselves.
