If we needed any more confirmation of God's grace and hand on the subject, it surely came a few days ago in the form of an out-of-the-blue phone message and email. "My name is Mark Oppenheimer," the message said. "I am a religion writer for the New York Times. I am doing an article on the conditionalist view of hell. May I phone you for an interview?" I considered his question for about one-hundredth of a second and immediately responded in the affirmative. He also asked if he could send a photographer to my house to get some pictures. Turns out that Mr. Oppenheimer has been interested in … [Read more...]
FUDGE ON FOOTBALL
I have never been much of a sports fan--except for a time in high school when I rooted for the Athens (Ala.) Golden Eagles, our town's home team (my private Athens Bible School did not particpate in intramural sports.) Thinking back more than half a century to those mighty Golden Eagles, an Old Testament verse comes to mind--the one that says "There were giants in the earth in those days; mighty men which were of old, men of renown." High school giants, I'm tellling you, with names like Mott Dollar, brothers Terry and Jerry Daniels, and Baxter Booth. Just saying the names conjures … [Read more...]
A testimony to God’s faithfulness
Our story is but one of millions that testify to God's faithful, gracious and often-surprising guidance. I (Edward), who am writing this, was born the oldest grandson of African missionaries on my mother's side and poor Southern sharecroppers on my father's side, I was born six weeks premature in a rural Alabama clinic in 1944. Unable to take nourishment, my birth weight of five pounds fell to three pounds over the next three weeks. The doctor's words were grim: this baby faced certain death unless something happened soon. My parents, Bennie Lee and Sybil Fudge, prayed all night, promising to … [Read more...]
THE FACE BEHIND THE GRACEMAIL
Now and then a gracEmail reader asks, "Who are you anyway?" The truth is that I am a broken conduit of God's mercy with a life full of divine surprises. * * * I was born prematurely in July 1944 in a country clinic 20 miles from a small North Alabama town and was not expected to survive the first week. I am a grandson of Alabama sharecroppers on one side of the family and of African missionaries on the other -- a kid who picked cotton to help buy winter clothes and grew up to practice law in Houston, Texas. I was raised in a conservative segment of a religious group that often thought it … [Read more...]
A WORD OF INTRODUCTION
From time to time, gracEmail readers ask who I am, where I came from, and where I am situated on the Christian spectrum. For the sake of the curious, please forgive these personal remarks today. * * * For several generations my ancestors on both sides of the family served God in Churches of Christ and I came to know and trust in Jesus Christ within the nurture of that same heritage. Having discovered my movement's pioneer fathers Thomas and Alexander Campbell and Barton W. Stone in junior high school, I have attempted since then to live out their ideals of following Scripture wherever it … [Read more...]