Archive / 2012

Burning Ears, Enough is Enough

Insulting Christians Seems Okay by Broadcasters

By Harry M. Covert

The other day driving just a few miles over the limit, I was listening to one of the sports radio stations. The experts were newspaper sportswriters turned sportscasters, who were prattling on the state of football and baseball.

Trying to be provocative, the boys debated the title chances for Baltimore’s Ravens and Orioles and Washington’s Nationals and Redskins.

The raggedy talk by the would-be clever airmen caused my car to bolt to 78 mph. My eyes glanced in the rearview mirror on Maryland’s I-270, the sign to Frederick read 10 miles and then nervously and thankfully I didn’t see any flashing blue lights.… Read More

Where Are You, Miss Landers?

By NORMAN M. COVERT

If you are a third grader about to start school you may not have identified her, but you hope Miss Landers is at the chalkboard when you arrive. I don’t know the odds of this happening, but would like to think that your chances are pretty good.

Of course, Miss Alice Landers (portrayed by the late Sue Randall), not Ms., not Alice, but Miss Landers the teacher, was the smiling and warm face and personality that saved Theodore (Beaver) Cleaver from a “fate worse than death.” He was entering the third grade at Grant Ave. Grammar School in the popular late ‘50s television show “Leave It to Beaver.”… Read More

DEEP THOUGHTS, A MORNING MUSE

By Norman M. Covert

Good morning, travelers. I am persuaded that Ernie Kovacs and Charles Dickens should be the lesson of this day as I plant my foot firmly and put on my best grump face.

There is this from British author Mr. Dickens’ “A Tale of Two Cities.” He wrote of London, King George III’s bunker in 1775, a time when American Patriots started to fight back and ultimately overturned his oppression:

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven….”Read More

JANE WATREL: From News Star to Sheriff’s Star

By Harry M. Covert

For five years, I pestered Jane Watrel.  At least three times a week—and sometimes more—I either emailed or telephoned her with

news story suggestions.  She never ignored me.  If she didn’t like the idea, she was nice about it.  Once, I called as she was preparing to go on the air.  She was nice about that, too.

Jane is an experienced first-class reporter.  She knows her way around the news business.  It was always my thought she should be anchoring the news.  For the life of me, I can’t figure why she wasn’t put in the anchor’s seat. … Read More

YES, MR. PRESIDENT, IT’S A WAR!

By Norman M. Covert

I’ve had a number of significant emotional experiences in my life. A couple at the hands of my dad, who had to make some course corrections; also the time I realized God is not the invention of a Jerusalem Public Relations firm. No less moving has been seeing soldiers headed out to war and returning from combat.

I’ve had the experience of saying goodbye to my family at the airport, lugging my duffel bag, wondering what would be in store when I reached my destination.

This past weekend I took part in a three-day convention in Easton of a veterans’ organization called The Society of the Forty and Eight, named for the French Box Cars, which were rated at a capacity of either 40 men or eight horses.… Read More

John Stott: A Blessed Remembrance

By Harry M. Covert

A year will have passed later this month marking the death of John R. W. Stott, the venerable rector of All Souls Church, Langham Place, London.

In every sense of the word, he was a true Man of God, top to bottom and devoted his entire personal and professional lives to Christian living, teaching, preaching and writing.

The life he lived was not lost on Queen Elizabeth II.  In January 2006 “Uncle John”, as he was affectionately called, was knighted as a Commander of the British Empire.

In this era when the Anglican Communion and The Episcopal Church in the United States are in chaos, confusion and unbelief in traditional Christian teachings, John Stott was steadfast as an evangelical Anglican.… Read More

CHAPLAIN MYRON: Unlocking his Ministry

By Harry Covert

Myron Contee was a pretty good basketball player. Back in the decade of the 70s, he was better than most and without doubt headed to a professional career.

Born and raised in Alexandria, Va., he honed his skills at T. C. Williams High School, where he graduated in 1974. His prowess wasn’t lost on collegiate scouts and coaches and he wound up at George Mason University (GMU) in Fairfax.

Myron could shoot well and play defense. His defensive play was dominant and when the Patriots were on the court, opponents were diligent knowing he could block and rebound with the best in the nation.… Read More

JULY FOURTH: What a Day!

By Norman M. Covert

FREDERICK, Md.—Today is Independence Day, a time for glorious celebration and bombs bursting in air! We mark 236 years of freedom which requires us to protect and defend the remarkable Declaration of Independence that rebuked British tyranny.

The past year’s so-called “Arab Spring,” which virtually trades one despot for another, bears little resemblance to the resolve of our founding fathers at Philadelphia assembled.

July Fourth also marks the deaths of three former presidents and founding fathers: John Adams, second president, and Thomas Jefferson, third president and author of the Declaration of Independence, both died in 1826. James Monroe, fifth president, succumbed in 1831.… Read More

SOARING WITH EAGLES

By NORMAN M. COVERT 

I was invited to an ice cream social last week. You may be confused that ice cream and toppings can be the key refreshment for a teen party. No sodas, no booze, no cigarettes, no drugs, no “I hate America” rowdiness. I was surrounded by Boy Scouts and their families. What a night it was!

 

Our “glitzy media” reported last week that teenagers are using heroin in great numbers and they are questioning the existence of God. Not where I was sitting. The teens and “tweens” scooped ice cream with me and our khaki Scout uniforms were “stylish.”Read More