Nov 3, 2021 | Grace Notes, Homepage Feature, Reported in the E-Vision
By Steven Norris The smell of homemade buttermilk biscuits transported me across space and time to summer in my Mamaw’s kitchen. There, mornings regularly consisted of a hot biscuit smothered with homemade pear preserves made from the week’s harvest. That is one...
Oct 27, 2021 | Grace Notes, Reported in the E-Vision
By Steven Norris “Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly.” Good for you, Bartimaeus. You wouldn’t be silenced and your plea for mercy reached the ears of someone who could do something about it. Thank you for speaking up and not...
Oct 20, 2021 | Grace Notes, Reported in the E-Vision
By Steven Norris When I picked up my boys from basketball practice this week, one of them observed, “Dad, basketball practice is a lot harder than a basketball game. In practice, you run and run and run, much more than in a game. In practice, you shoot many more...
Oct 13, 2021 | Grace Notes, News, Reported in the E-Vision
By Steven Norris “Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee / How great Thou art, how great Thou art.” Twice this week, I’ve sung this song. The first time was with a group of mourners — voices echoing off the marble walls of the mausoleum at Oak Hill Cemetery —...
Oct 6, 2021 | Grace Notes, Homepage Feature, Reported in the E-Vision
By Steven Norris I did not grow up in a church that did “sword drills.” Many of my friends have described standing before the church, Bible in hand, just waiting for the leader to call out a verse. They would then race to the correct page and place their finger...
Sep 29, 2021 | Grace Notes, Reported in the E-Vision
By Steven Norris It was my first and only murder trial. As a volunteer chaplain with the jail, I had been asked by the defendant to be present as spiritual support during the trial. Most days I was the only person sitting on his side of the courtroom while the...
