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The Power of Exposure

I have been fortunate to be developed by many wonderful people in my lifetime. One of the mentors during my young adulthood was a female health care executive with roots in both Quakerism and Judaism. She explained to me a principal that has remained a staple in my development as a parent, a pastor, a professional and a person.

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Life is like a Frisbee

One of the things I love about the summer is that my children are home from school. That means we spend a lot of time together. I can think of few things I love more than being a father. We work hard as a family to do things together. One of the reasons I prefer experiences to things is because God seems to speak more clearly when we do things and not just get things. Recently, we have discovered the joy of playing Frisbee. As we played I was reminded about life:

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The Power of Words

Thank you so much for helping me. I love you. Girl, you are fine. I am so proud of you. You’re important to me. I don’t know how I would live without you. You are wearing that dress. Will you marry me? We are having a baby.I hate you. You’re just like your father. You will never amount to anything. I wish I were dead. You make me sick. I want a divorce. Just leave me alone.

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Five Absolutes of Achievement

The Eighth Commandment admonishes us not to steal. Embedded in this Biblical standard is the expectation that we obtain, achieve, possess. There are only three ways we can obtain anything. First, by gift. These are those possessions that we have done nothing to earn but someone has found us fitting enough and deserving enough of them.

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Depression from a Pastors Perspective

The suicide of famed actor and comedian Robin Williams was my motivation to address the greatly misunderstood and under recognized issue of depression. This blog is way overdue, as this same tragedy hits the church community. Many have heard the story of the most famous and popular clown in harlequinade and pantomime. His name was Joseph Grimaldi. He was known for making audiences laugh as he entertained them in ways people had never seen.

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The Power of a Good Book

I grew up in a home with books – lots of them. Our furniture was old and tattered. Our roof leaked. Our hardwood pine floors had splinters the size of Popsicle sticks. But we had bookshelves filled with books.Admittedly, I didn’t enjoy reading as a child...UNTIL. Until I heard someone say, “if you want to keep something from a black man then put it in a book.” The last thing I wanted was anything to be kept from me so I consulted the most veracious reader I knew – my father.

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Life and Daytona Beach Bike Week

I grew up in a home with books – lots of them. Our furniture was old and tattered. Our roof leaked. Our hardwood pine floors had splinters the size of Popsicle sticks. But we had bookshelves filled with books.Admittedly, I didn’t enjoy reading as a child...UNTIL. Until I heard someone say, “if you want to keep something from a black man then put it in a book.” The last thing I wanted was anything to be kept from me so I consulted the most veracious reader I knew – my father.

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The “Wells” We Drink From”

I grew up in a home with books – lots of them. Our furniture was old and tattered. Our roof leaked. Our hardwood pine floors had splinters the size of Popsicle sticks. But we had bookshelves filled with books.Admittedly, I didn’t enjoy reading as a child...UNTIL. Until I heard someone say, “if you want to keep something from a black man then put it in a book.” The last thing I wanted was anything to be kept from me so I consulted the most veracious reader I knew – my father.

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Life and the NCAA Tournament

I grew up in a home with books – lots of them. Our furniture was old and tattered. Our roof leaked. Our hardwood pine floors had splinters the size of Popsicle sticks. But we had bookshelves filled with books.Admittedly, I didn’t enjoy reading as a child...UNTIL. Until I heard someone say, “if you want to keep something from a black man then put it in a book.” The last thing I wanted was anything to be kept from me so I consulted the most veracious reader I knew – my father.

Written by James D. Gailliard

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