Sean Dietrich

Sean Dietrich

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Sean is a writer for The Observer

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

OPINION —Occasionally someone may be described as “living in the doldrums.” That means the person has the blues and is sad, depressed and lethargic. It’s not an uncommon experience. Most of us have days when despondency drains joy and energy from...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

OPINION —The sun is lowering over the trees on the horizon, and the sky is lit orange here in Birmingham. The world is filled with daylight. The birds are chattering.Opening day of Major League baseball is here. Hallelujah. Tonight, the Atlanta...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | Women

OPINION —I’m supposed to be eating complimentary hotel-breakfast, but I’m in line behind a girl’s softball team.The dining room is nothing but long-hair, red ribbons, glitter makeup and striped softball socks.“They’re here for softball camp,” says...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Of sheep and goats

OPINION —The world loves to honor those rare individuals who accomplish great things. Ted Turner developed a remarkable baseball business in Atlanta. Oral Roberts built a fine university in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Frank Lloyd Wright designed Fallingwater,...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Let me out

OPINION —Forty years ago, Wally Armbruster published a little book titled “Let Me Out.”It never made the New York Times best-seller list. I read it, found its message humorous and provocative, and soon forgot about it. But recently, I came across...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | Memorial Day

OPINION —The 94-year-old woman gets a jumpstart on Decoration Day every year. The cemetery gets busy at her little church in Elmore County. She likes to be early to the party.She has brown-flecked hands. Tissue-paper skin. She arrives at the...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | Honor in Texas Hill Country

OPINION — Texas. The Hill Country. The local Walmart has a poster on the wall. It hangs near the entrance of the store. The poster is faded and aged, containing many 3-by-5 photos, housed in clear plastic sleeves, all in rows, on display for the...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Bending and bouncing

OPINION — Methodist preacher James W. Moore wrote more than 40 books that truck drivers, waitresses and custodians enjoyed reading. Some of his book titles will explain what I mean:“If God is Your Co-Pilot, Then Swap Seats,” “If You Are Going the...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | What is God?

OPINION — What is God? This single question underpins all things on the Camino de Santiago, a trail inhabited by us full-time pilgrims whose lives are contained in backpacks.We pilgrims think about this question as we walk. We ponder this question...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | He drank it all

OPINION —  I love the story of a father who became thirsty while mowing his lawn on a hot summer day. His little boy was playing nearby so he asked the boy to bring him a glass of cold water. Though his son was busy making mud pies in the...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Don't spit against the wind

OPINION — Resentment is a poison that can slowly ruin your life. To harbor bitter feelings toward someone is like taking a poison and expecting the person you despise to die.That is one of the great lessons I learned from sitting at the feet of E....

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | A Strawberry Moon

OPINION — The middle of the night. The rural Alabama countryside was lit by the glow of the full moon.In most major U.S. cities, tens of thousands were holding protests and demonstrations. In Washington D.C., throngs lined the streets. In New York...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Yes and no

OPINION —  You are 94 and your days are numbered. Does that not trouble you? No, that does not bother me. Yes, my days are numbered, but they are numbered by the Lord, and He has given me peace about his plan for me.  You have been undergoing...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | The room full of adolescence

OPINION —  I was in a hotel with a few hundred Mennonites. I walked into the hotel at noon. At first, I was confused inasmuch as the lobby was full of cape dresses, plain suits and broad-brimmed hats. Some of the older men had beards, some...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | Who is God?

OPINION — The question was simple. “Who is God?” CHRIS (5): He’s a big, big thing, but you can’t see him. He has big hands and he can pick you up and carry you around. And he won’t drop you, not even if you try to jump. He can fly. ANDREA (5):...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Look for the beautiful

BY WALT ALBRITTON OPINION — To live wisely and well, one must come to grips with the reality that life is a mixture of opposites. There is sunshine and there are dark clouds. Good times and bad times. Pain and pleasure. Life and death. Joy and...

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Altar Call | Sing praise to God when you are alone

Altar Call | Standing on the promises of God

BY MATT ALBRITTON OPINION —  How many times have you joined others in singing the great hymn, “Standing on the Promises?” How many times have you been comforted by its words? My favorite verse is verse two. Standing on the promises that cannot...

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Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

Sean of the South | A dog and his burger

OPINION —  “Otis!” says the girl working the fast-food drive-thru window. “Gimme a kiss!” I am in my truck, buying hamburgers. The drive-up cashier’s name is Shawnda. She is a notorious Otis lover. Otis (alleged Labrador) crawls over the...

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Sean of the South | The Mourning Scroll

Sean of the South | The Mourning Scroll

BY SEAN DIETRICH OPINION — Wake up. Start coffeemaker. Turn on TV. A panicky news journalist is saying America is doomed and only minutes away from exploding. And if not America, at least my house.Turn off TV.Coffee is ready. Pour said coffee....

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Sean of the South | The Mourning Scroll

Altar Call | Deja vu all over again

BY STEVE ALBRITTON BY STEVE ALBRITTONOPINION — Thirty years ago this week, I had my good friend and two-time BASSMASTER Classic champion Hank Parker speak at Trinity Methodist Church in Opelika. My father, Walter M. Albritton Jr. had been the...

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