Flag Day in Johnson City
Today is Flag Day which commemorates the adoption of the flag of the United States on June 14, 1777 by resolution of the Second Continental Congress.
It’s wonderful to live in Johnson City, Texas, a town that loves America and celebrates traditions such as Flag Day.
Our flag is a symbol of the greatest nation on earth, exceptional in that America is a nation of immigrants bonded together by a shared commitment to the democratic principles of liberty, equality, individualism and laissez faire economics, as well as one nation under God.

I have the honor every year to give the Invocation at our Flag Day Observance sponsored by the Daughters of the American Revolution in front of the Courthouse.
Here is the prayer I composed during my time with the Lord this morning and then prayed at the Courthouse:
Lord God of the earth and of America,




28 Days Later
The preacher was shaking hands with his congregants and saying goodbye after the Easter service. He grabbed one man by the hand and pulled him aside. “You need to join the Army of the Lord!” the preacher exhorted.
The man replied, “I’m already in the Army of the Lord, Pastor.”
Curious, the preacher asked, “How come I don’t see you except at Christmas and Easter?”
The man looked around cautiously and whispered back, “I’m in the Secret Service.”
We had record attendance at our Resurrection Day service this year, but on May 15, 28 days later, four Sundays after, everything was back to normal.
It’s tough in this post-Christian era to get people to see the value of coming to church after the two big holidays of Easter and Christmas. But a Christian without a church is like a student who won’t go to school, a soldier without an army, a citizen who won’t vote, a sailor without a ship, a drummer without a band, a ballplayer without a team or a bee without a hive.
A pastor asked a man why he didn’t go to church, and he replied, “I don’t go to church because every time I do they throw something at me.”
“What do you mean?” the preacher inquired.”
“Well,” the man explained, “When I was a baby, my parents took me to church, and the minister threw water on me. After I got married, they threw rice at me.”
The pastor answered the man impatiently,
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