“Hello, My Name Is Roger Johnson”

Neal Pollard Yesterday morning, I learned how much of a sense of humor the Lehman Avenue church members have. I prefaced my sermon by sharing a great tip a fellow-preacher passed along to me last week. He told the folks at his new work, "Please introduce yourself by name until I greet you by name … Continue reading “Hello, My Name Is Roger Johnson”

From The Pollard Poetry Archives (II)

The "Wishwewouldas" Neal Pollard In the place of "Wishwewoulda" Lived a people who surely could 'a Reached the lost in their great land But all the "let's" got soundly canned! There in impious "Wishwewoulda" All those Christians surely should 'a They had the money, had the skill But lacked the love, they lacked the will … Continue reading From The Pollard Poetry Archives (II)

Evangelism Effectively Executed (POEM)

Neal Pollard We need to know the Bible, to study and apply, And teach and share with others, their faith to solidify. But often, before they'll listen to a consonant or vowel, They need to see us on our knees, with our basin and our towel. For fine speech can lose its luster, and argument … Continue reading Evangelism Effectively Executed (POEM)

Dark Churches

Neal Pollard I was intrigued by an article written by Janet Thompson of crosswalk.com. The eye-catching title asked, "Why Is The Church Going Dark?" She meant this literally. Her complaint was about the design of many auditoriums having dim lighting and being windowless, almost like a movie theatre or concert venue. She wondered if this … Continue reading Dark Churches

I Just Can’t Share Their Bitterness

Neal Pollard I write this as someone who has spent his entire life in a preacher's home. I grew up a preacher's kid, whose dad was fired twice (once for baptizing a black woman and later for standing against the "New Hermeneutic"). I have been a full-time preacher for nearly thirty years myself. Now, my … Continue reading I Just Can’t Share Their Bitterness

Speaking What Must Be Heard

Neal Pollard In World War I, German intelligence was able to steal American plans at will. Tapping enemy lines was extremely easy, especially at night. Faced with such a dilemma, a regiment full of Choctaw Indians thought of a potential solution. The commander inquired into how many Choctaws knew their mother tongue. The men hesitated. … Continue reading Speaking What Must Be Heard

I-N-V-O-L-V-E-M-E-N-T Equals Church Growth

Neal Pollard The early church grew (Acts 2:41; 5:14; 6:1,7; 9:31; 11:24). As we read of this growth explosion, we see the key role member involvement played. Christians were spreading the word (8:4), involved in each other's lives and in the lives of the lost around them. This is such a simple concept, but churches … Continue reading I-N-V-O-L-V-E-M-E-N-T Equals Church Growth

THE MYSTERY OF INFLUENCE

Neal Pollard Several years ago, a fourteen-year-old girl named Shannon Smith was shot to death in her own back yard. A bullet lodged in her brain. Though already tragic and horrific, the story was made more tragic by the inexplicable nature of the shooting. Police, judging from the trajectory made by the entry would, concluded … Continue reading THE MYSTERY OF INFLUENCE

Self-Control Means Saying “Yes” As Well As “No”

Neal Pollard Don’t you normally associate self-control with self-denial?  Certainly, Jesus says that following Him means denying self in a variety of ways (Matt. 16:24).  Gluttony, sexual sin, alcoholism and other physically detrimental habits, cursing, and the like involve this negative dimension of self-control.  Yet, how many times have you heard a preacher or teacher … Continue reading Self-Control Means Saying “Yes” As Well As “No”

I Met A Soul Today (POEM)

Neal Pollard A lonely soul was crying out For someone to direct Their mind to know the will of God But I chose to deflect. An edgy soul was acting out Intimidating and coarse Yet they were searching for the truth I recoiled with too little remorse. A hopeful soul was reaching out And attended … Continue reading I Met A Soul Today (POEM)