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Walker Moore

You are much more valuable to God than a Rolex Oyster

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I have written before that I am a fan of the Antiques Roadshow. It’s not that I am that much into antiques; I just like the challenge to see if I can guess the value of an object. I like competition shows; I have always had a desire to be on Jeopardy, but there is…

Uncovering the truth while wearing ‘invisible underwear’

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I just came back from teaching at First Baptist Church, Aztec, New Mexico, a delightful and engaging congregation. If I lived in that area, this would be the church I would attend. I know some of you may want to ask me this question: What do you do when you go speak in a church?…

Earthly possessions don’t last; memories of God surely will

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I spent the New Year holidays downsizing our ministry’s office. Even though I am no longer president of Awe Star Missions, I maintain an office in the building. I knew the process would be painful; I have stalled on doing it for a year and half. Now when I say “downsizing,” I am not talking…

Despite sin, God is calling your name from the empty tomb

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My days are numbered. How do I know? I bought a calendar last week, and there are numbers on each day. As I have gotten older, I have found myself thinking differently. I used to think a lot about work, getting ahead and how to make more money. I still think about how to make…

New, smaller version of Ding Dongs just are not satisfying

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I have discovered a new joy: introducing my grandsons to the treats I liked when I was growing up. At 6 years of age, Titus the Honorable is getting a kick out of sampling Poppy’s old-fashioned candy stash. A year ago, I introduced him to Necco Wafers. You may remember this hard candy, which first…

Nothing beats the genuine printed version of the Bible

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As a child growing up, I mowed our family’s one-acre lawn with a riding lawnmower. I also worked on our neighbor’s farm, driving a tractor while the mean piled bales of hay on the wagon behind it. I used a sickle to cut the weeds along the roadside, swinging its razor-sharp blade back and forth…

A Very Merry Aqua Velva Christmas 

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Everyone has certain smells they associate with Christmas: Grandma’s home-baked bread or the scent of a fresh-cut pine tree—or, as in my house, the scent of a newly erected cheap plastic Christmas tree.  But for me, the fragrance of Aqua Velva aftershave lotion and Christmas will always be connected. In the early ’70s, I was…

Look for toys that are safe but bring your family together

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I shouldn’t be alive. I’m serious.  As I was placing my grandson into his high-tech, tornado/nuclear proof car seat (you have to be a Ph.D. or under three years old to operate it, and I’m neither), I started thinking about the difference between the world I grew up in and his. If you’ve been reading…

A 68-year-old Christmas stocking adorns our Christmas tree

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When we first had our kids, my wife wanted a real tree. I told her that wouldn’t be practical because the sap would run out of the tree and the floor would get sticky. She then reminded me that we had two sons, and everything in the house was already sticky. Once again, I had…

The Bible says there is a time to weep and a time to laugh

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We had a meltdown this week in the Moore family – not in our home but in the home of our grandsons, Titus the Honorable and Cohen the Goodhearted. It seems that when Titus got home from school one day last week, he discovered that his longtime pet, a Siamese fighting fish, had died. Titus…