Grace is (almost) Enough

Grace is (almost) Enough

It was a year ago today when our family experienced the tragic death of my nephew Gregory Scott DeLoach, son of my brother David and sister-in-law Stephanie. He was named after my other brother Scott and me and he would have been 24 in a couple of weeks.  His passing...
The Privileged Pastor

The Privileged Pastor

My first church job was the summer of 1985. I was 19 and was hired by my home church in Eatonton to work as in intern with the youth and children’s ministry. I remember that I felt a bit guilty receiving a check from my church, and for the life of me I cannot remember...
A Space for Lament

A Space for Lament

Walking onto the University campus I listened to birds deep in song as the morning emerged from dark night; the sky not quite light and not quite dark. Rounding the corner to the building where my office is located stands one bright tree – a tulip tree full of...
Will the Trough be Big Enough?

Will the Trough be Big Enough?

For the Holsteins, Brown Swiss and Jerseys of DeLoach and Sons Dairy, troughs came in all sizes – from concrete cribs to barrels cut in half. There were many muddy December days as a kid that I spent pouring out sacks of grain into these makeshift containers as hungry...
8448

8448

8448 – Oh, how well I remember that number. As a boy in our rural county those were the only four numbers I needed to remember to call home. It was an era of “party lines” and rotary dials and for over fifty years those last four digits helped keep me connected...