Neal Pollard Why is having a white Christmas such a big deal to me, you might ask.  Well, for a boy who spent the majority of his boyhood Christmases in south Georgia, the whole idea seemed like a fairytale.  Also, for a lifelong Bing Crosby fan, the movie was always one of Holiday favorites.  I … Continue reading WHITE CHRISTMASES AND SUNDAYS


Neal Pollard I love to watch the sun come up The first day of the week I long for the bread and the cup For the privilege of the gospel to speak I love to see the saints assemble To blend my voice with them in song To smile, engage, contemplate, tremble How ever much … Continue reading SUNDAY MORN