About once a month I enjoy grits with my breakfast. My morning meals are generally simple, but when I gather with men from our congregation for a monthly breakfast I’m dishing out grits alongside my eggs and bacon. But I don’t care for unsalted grits.
We might as well get ready for the reports. On February 2, just as in years past, there will be news reports from Punxsutawney, PA. This town of just over 6,000 residents attracts thousands for the annual ritual of the groundhog.
We’re in that time of the year in which Christendom celebrates in various ways Jesus’ resurrection. Though our methods of honoring that event may differ, we are in agreement with the groundbreaking (no pun intended) nature of it. No, we’re not questioning whether Jesus was raised from the dead. We’re convinced it really happened.