I’m back in the saddle again. I have to admit, it felt good to unplug for a while. There was no blogging while we were at the beach, though it wasn’t a complete unplug. It was a bit of a working vacation since I was coming home to preach Read more…
Consider yourself invited. There will be folks leading worship and praying around the clock until Sunday noon. We believe that the spiritual climate in Happy Valley will change as God’s presence fills the region. God promises to inhabit (dwell in, live in) the praise of his people. You can be Read more…
Amazingly, another page has turned. Annabelle Sublett is turning 12! “Is this the little girl I carried…” well, sort of. Although it took a good number of years before we finally got to call her family, she’s been in our hearts for ever, and we’d been dreaming of her for Read more…
Team Sublett headed to Altoona for part 2 of Pap’s birthday tonight. He’s just about the biggest Pirate baseball fan alive, so the most of the fam accompanied him to the Double A minor league affiliate Altoona Curve game. Because of our work with the State College Spikes over the Read more…
Kim’s dad turned 70 Sunday. We made a beeline from Happy Valley to Friendship Village to celebrate with the family. I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating: Kim’s family likes to party. And if ever there was a man who deserved a party, it’s Pappy Ken. Kim gets her Read more…
I love to tell stories. As a communicator, that’s one of my strong suits. As a high I personality, that’s both a strength and a weakness (too much me in the mix.) There is always a story to go along with the one you just told, and I’ve had to Read more…
No, I’m not talking about one of the greatest moments in cinematic history. I’m talking about certain passages in the Bible that always leave me feeling disappointed, let down by the characters in the passage. Do you know what I mean? Are there folks in the story who do things Read more…
Do you get tired of hearing me rave about my lifegroup? I’m not kidding, y’all. My lifegroup is muy fabuloso, el supremo, and dad-gum-good. You have only a few alternatives: 1. Come and join us, or 2. Start your own rival muy fabuloso group. I will concede that there could Read more…
This is one of the times of year I hate. HATE. Not because of allergies, though I’m pretty ticked at Adam and Eve for the whole fall of man thing. My gripe lies with the transient nature of our town. Folks roll in for education (we’re in the shadow of Read more…
I don’t know how you measure the passing of time in your neck of the woods, but in the shadow of Beaver Stadium (Joe Paterno Field?) we closely follow the PSU academic calendar. We divide our year into semesters and summer break. The fall semester creeps along, while it’s spring Read more…