Posted by Ray Pritchard on 3.29.11 in Personal, Travel
Last Saturday afternoon I arrived in Campbellsville, Kentucky to preach at a short revival meeting for Pastor Fred Miller and the good folks at Mt. Gilboa Baptist Church. It was an unusual event for me since I hardly ever speak at a revival meeting. I suppose I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve done that over the years. If you ar…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 2.14.11 in Personal
As far as I know we only have one picture from the days when we were dating, and this is it. Someone snapped this picture in late 1973 or in early 1974, when we were seniors at Tennessee Temple College in Chattanooga. We were so engrossed in conversation that we didn’t even notice the photographer and therefore didn’t know about the pic…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 1.27.11 in Personal
A few weeks before Knox was born last August, a well-meaning friend pulled me aside and said she wanted to ask an important question. “Have you and Marlene discussed what you want to be called once your grandchild is born?” She went on to say that this is an important issue because we could go by any names we liked, but once we made our …
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 1.3.11 in Personal
The first time you listen, it sounds like an old-fashioned train chugging down the tracks. The engine beats with a constant rhythm. You can imagine the pistons pushing power to the drive shaft that turns the wheels that move the locomotive down the track while white clouds billow from the smoke stack.It’s not a thump. It’s deeper and st…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 12.24.10 in Christmas, Personal
This morning Marlene has been busy preparing various Christmas treats, including one of my favorites, Christmas sausage balls. This is the sort of appetizer that works well for almost any occasion. Marlene started making these early in our marriage, and as the boys came along, sausage balls became part of our Christmas family tradition.Here’s…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 10.7.10 in Missions, Personal
1945 was a long time ago. In the big scheme of things, that’s when World War II finally came to an end. In another corner of the world, that’s when a young woman named Eva Lodgaard began the adventure that became her life’s work. Recently graduated from Moody Bible Institute in Chicago, she had been attending a small congregatio…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 9.19.10 in Personal, Tupelo
“We’re here tonight to honor the great Don Wildmon."That’s how emcee Gil Mertz introduced last night’s gala banquet at the Omni Shoreham Hotel in Washington, DC. If there’s one thing I know for certain, it’s that the guest of honor didn’t want anyone calling him great. It’s not his style.&n…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 9.4.10 in Personal
While surfing the Internet yesterday, I happened to run across a reference to a magazine called The Sword of Lord. Presbyterian minister Mark Roberts recounts his negative exposure to the magazine this way: I can’t hear the phrase “sword of the Lord” without thinking back to an odd experience during my college years. For no appare…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 8.30.10 in Personal
Whenever I called him on the phone, I would always ask, “Is this the Old Singer?” and he would reply with a laugh, “What’s left of him.” I thought of that when the news came that my dear friend Jamall Badry died suddenly over the weekend. The news was a shock to me in so many ways. Just last month I had chatted with hi…
Posted by Ray Pritchard on 7.17.10 in Personal, Travel
This morning I’m on my way to northeastern Pennsylvania, to a town named Stroudsburg, located in the Poconos, right on the Pennsylvania-New Jersey border, not that far from Scranton, a town made famous in recent years as the locale for the sit-com “The Office.” But Stroudsburg is important to me for another reason. About five-and-a-…
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