Open Door Bible Church

Watching God Work

The unlikeliest of friends, we met along a property line I was never allowed to cross. Eventually our talks occurred through an eight-foot chain link fence topped with swirls of concertina wire. He was born in the shadow of Monteagle; I’m a city boy. He was former military; I never made it past Tenderfoot in Boy Scouts. He sported a big, bushy beard; I struggle to do respectable sideburns. Lew shared
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A Bundle of Answered Prayers

Sometimes God allows us to see very direct and wonderful answers to prayer. Sometimes we get to hold them. Two decades of a whole range of prayers—for a nine-year-old kid to come to Christ, to grow in faith, to choose the right college, to make great friends there, to marry the very best of the bunch, to be a loving husband, to survive cancer, to be a godly dad (I could go on, but you get the idea)—came
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A GIFT FROM CHRIS

The past couple of days have awakened a remarkable pile of memories as we said goodbye to our friend, neighbor, extra son. The gift he left behind was this--a reminder of the very unique community God formed over the past couple of decades. Like fish unaware they live in the ocean, it's possible some of us just figured everyone enjoys such an ecosystem of camaraderie. The epicenter may have been Maria
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The Greatest of These

Helen was born in 1921 and lived out her life in a house just a half mile from Open Door. She had no blood relatives. Jimmy Carter was just leaving the White House the last time she attended our fellowship. But over the past more than a few years, I have watched the church be the church. There were untold numbers of meals and check ins and hours of yard work and various home repairs, and at least one
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Grieving Together

Just when I've about decided that Facebook brings out the worst in almost all of us--encouraging knee-jerk, reactionary, agenda-driven tirades at every turn--there's this ray of hope. I've actually been (okay, mostly) encouraged as I've followed responses to the Orlando tragedy. To hurt for the people who are hurting and to grieve with those who grieve only demands that I see people as people--made
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View from Mars Hill

When the Apostle Paul stopped by Areopagus Coffee in Athens, he was favorably impressed.  While the baristas there all sported the logo of Mars, the Roman god of war, these people were at least spiritually aware.  They had posters to all sorts of gods and goddesses, and they even had one reserved for “the unknown God.”  They were celebrating, but not sure just why. 
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A Time to Speak

Some of you may be tiring of my continuing references to the Planned Parenthood situation. I can only explain that about 26 years ago I was faced with a question: What would I tell my three children and their children when they grew up and asked me what I had done for the unborn during "those dark days" in U.S. history? I cannot apologize to you...without later needing to apologize to them.
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Praying for Our Police

We need to pray for the police officers who protect us every day. People working political agendas have placed them in new kinds of danger. A split second of hesitation can cost them their lives, but pulling the trigger may cost them their jobs, their reputations, and the opportunity to live quiet and peaceful lives. Their families, who always face that nagging thought that a loved one might not come
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Praying for Our Police Officers

We need to pray for the police officers who protect us every day. People working political agendas have placed them in new kinds of danger. A split second of hesitation can cost them their lives, but pulling the trigger may cost them their jobs, their reputations, and the opportunity to live quiet and peaceful lives. Their families, who always face that nagging thought that a loved one might not come
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Our Legacy

The Congressional Budget Office has calculated the Medicare cost we might incur if we prohibit abortion of the unborn who make it to 20 weeks. Who even thinks in such terms? If it's a baby (and this is incontrovertible--try telling a 5-months pregnant mom that "it" is something else), then it is a baby. We have lost our way. Thomas Jefferson's name can hardly be mentioned these days without someone
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