Submitted by Doug Fincher

“The Wood Rat” by Doug Fincher

November 9, 2020 - Many families who lived in the Post WWII days (in the mid-forties) lived in rent houses and were no exceptions. We had lived in a total of seven rent houses in my hometown of Center, Texas before I left for college in 1950. One of our rent houses was located in East Center and Daddy told all eight of us that it was very old and “needs a lot of work."

“Cowbirds and Cowbird People” by Doug Fincher

“Love your neighbor as yourself...” Matt. 19:19

October 26, 2020 - I watched the brown headed Cowbirds pair off so sweetly again this year, but as usual they didn’t build any nests. When birds of smaller species build theirs and lay their eggs, the cowbirds sneak in, roll their eggs out, replace them with their own, and then let the smaller mother hatch their eggs. If an egg from the natural mother is allowed to hatch, the mother cowbird will come and push it from the nest.

“You Are My Son” by Doug Fincher

“Beloved, now are we the sons of God...” 1 John 3:2

August 31, 2020 - My son Mark and I were talking about Hurricane Laura last night and somehow got to talking about a VW Beetle we had when he was about 14 years old. It was a ’52 Model, had a 29HP motor, and could hardly pull the hat off your head. Mark was just learning to drive, and we let him drive the VW 100 yards to the sanctuary and back.

“The Seven Deadly Sins” By Doug Fincher

July 20, 2020 - The seven deadly sins, also known as cardinal sins, is a grouping and classification of vices within Christian teachings. According to the standard list, they are pride, greed, wrath, envy, lust, gluttony, and sloth. They are attitudes and devices that lead into many other sins. I am  87 years old and have been preaching since I was eighteen years old. I have preached many sermons on those deadly sins over the years and have heard many other preachers warn us about committing them.

Daddy’s Pipe by Doug Fincher

June 22, 2020 - From the time I was three years old, I never saw my Dad smoke anything except a pipe. Wherever he went, the pipe went with him on the porch, in the outhouse, in the woods or at work. I even saw him a few times sound asleep snoring with it in his mouth. Wherever Daddy was, the pipe was. It a curved one that hung low below his chin.



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