Thanksgiving

By Tank Tankersley I don’t imagine for a moment that I can write anything about the holiday that we call Thanksgiving that hasn’t already been said, and better, by someone else.  What more can be said?  There’s nothing special about the fourth Thursday in November, of course.  Christians ought always to give thanks.  “In everything give […] . . . → Read More: Thanksgiving

A Name For Ourselves

by Tank Tankersley God withheld many abilities from me, but some He granted.  All of us can say that, can’t we?  Oh, I’ll concede that there are those irritating few who seen to be able to do everything, but they’re so few and far between that they need not now divert us.  Most of us are […] . . . → Read More: A Name For Ourselves

The Creator’s Way

by Tank Tankersley Have you ever observed that, as to any matter of significance, it is almost always easy to know what to do but hardly ever easy to do it?  Thousands of books have been written on losing weight, but all one needs to know is “exercise more and eat less.”  This does not mean […] . . . → Read More: The Creator’s Way

Whatever Happened to Nice?

by Tank Tankersley I’m standing in line to pick up a prescription at the drug store, and a “lady” old enough to know better walks in front of me as if I am not there and verbally abuses the pharmacist, demanding to see the manager.  She then marches off in a huff, loudly proclaiming to all […] . . . → Read More: Whatever Happened to Nice?

Senator Kennedy

by Tank Tankersley “Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind” (John Donne, Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions, Meditation XVII (1642)). When I learned that Senator Kennedy had brain cancer that would probably take his life, I prayed for him.  I prayed that God would use the power that is His alone to strike down […] . . . → Read More: Senator Kennedy

Weasel Words

by Tank Tankersley, Please pardon my immodesty in observing that I have something in common with the apostle Paul, that “super Christian”.  Like him I am well aware that of sinners “I am chief” (1 Timothy 1:15).  It’s best to stipulate this right off the bat, lest my remarks be deemed unduly harsh. A high-profile sports figure […] . . . → Read More: Weasel Words

And The Word Was Made Flesh

by Tank Tankersley Father, your word tells me that I should think on things that are true and honest, and just, and pure, and lovely, and of good report.  But sometimes I think on other things, things that are none of these, things of which I am ashamed.  Father can the word be more than words?  […] . . . → Read More: And The Word Was Made Flesh

Nine Little Words

by Tank Tankersley So many scriptures say so much in so few words.  That is God’s way, I suppose.  Man is inclined to ramble on, saying nothing, or worse.  God, however, comes right to the point – brief, but profound.  One such scripture is John 14:6.  “… I am the way, the truth, and life…”  Nine […] . . . → Read More: Nine Little Words

God and Country

by Tank Tankersley I always look forward to the Fourth of July.  It means good food and good times shared with people I care about. Expressing one’s patriotism is the thing to do on the Fourth!  And I have no trouble doing so.  I’m glad to live in a country that grants me the freedoms that this […] . . . → Read More: God and Country

To Our Teachers

by Tank Tankersley I remember it as if it were yesterday.  I’m certain that I can locate the room at Sherwood Junior High where the revelation occurred, and perhaps the precise location of the desk in which I sat.  It was in my seventh grade music class.  Miss Nashua announced that we would listen to classical […] . . . → Read More: To Our Teachers