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The 701 Club: Grief, Goals & Glitter

Look behind, look ahead, look to prayer. Look at this.

Grief: I exhort you all to remember in prayer the lives of Sister Debbie Reynolds and her daughter, Carrie Fisher.  I had the privilege of working in ministry with both of these Sister-in-Christ. While my experience with Sister Carrie was a roller coaster of unexpected twists, my work with Sister Debbie was nothing but joy. As a Baptist, I certainly took issue with her rather epic consumption of white wine, but I digress. As we pray in thanksgiving for these two ladies, let us also pray that there is no heavenly squabble at the Pearly Gates when Sister Debbie, once again, upstages her daughter for the limelight. Lights!

Goals: As a Christian, I try my best to not look back in regret over the past. However, I have to say that I am rejoicing that 2016 is behind us. 2016 came like a thief in the night to take away so many friends, loved ones, and filthy celebrities. In exchange, 2016 GAVE us less than desirable gifts. Zika virus, exploding cell phones, Donald Trump. So, let us look forward with hope and fortitude for the coming year. May we all receive a blessing each day from now until January 20. After that, brothers and sisters…you’re on your own. Help!

Glitter: Let us, finally, reflect on the final disaster of 2016. Sister Mariah Carey performing on New Year’s Eve. Dear readers, I am not foolish enough to think that all “live” performances are not enhanced with studio vocals. However, when it appears that an entire singers career has been dubbed by professionals, leaving the performer with no REAL talent, I’d say we’ve all been duped. Somewhere, Milli Vanilli is breathing a sigh of relief. Pray for Sister Carey. I mean, bless her heart…she will be longing for the days when her film, GLITTER, was the only low point in her life. Now if you’ll excuse me, I hear a car alarm going off…