Tips of The Hat

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Tips of The Hat

Until the 1950s, it was quite unusual for a gentleman to leave the house without a hat. Since that time, the practice has seen a decline.

But as fashion comes full-circle and recent trends show hats are back, this renaissance is creating a quandary for a generation of men and boys who grew up without learning hat-wearing etiquette.

Here are a few tips to explain the basics: When talking hat language, to don a hat means to put it on. To doff a hat means to take it off. To tip a hat means touching the brim with index finger and thumb to slightly lift the hat.



At athletic events

On public transportation

In public buildings such as post offices, airports, and hotel or office lobbies

On elevators


In someone’s home

At mealtimes, at the table

While being introduced (indoors or out)

In a house of worship

Indoors at work (unless required for the job)

In public buildings such as a school, library, courthouse or town hall

At a movie or any indoor performance

When the national anthem is played

At funerals and as funeral processions pass by

When the United States flag passes by, as in a parade

When coming into the presence of a dignitary of either gender


To “say” to anyone, male or female: Thank you, Excuse me, Hello, Goodbye, You’re welcome or How do you do?

It may seem as though there is a lot to take in; however, if in doubt, you can always err on the side of caution and remove your hat. Even in today’s casual culture, that remains a sign of respect.

The Power of the Cross


 It’s Saturday morning. As I sit on the porch with coffee in hand, snacking on a hot cross bun, I am reflecting upon the awesomeness of Holy Week, of Easter, of the cross. 

“Why the cross? Let’s gaze on it together. As we draw close, don’t assume that you already know or understand what happened there. Come to the Cross as if for the first time. As you read, refuse to let the scene be familiar. Let its reality shock you and break your heart.”

The face that Moses had begged to see—was forbidden to see—was slapped bloody (Exodus 33:19-20). The thorns that God had sent to curse the earth’s rebellion now twisted around his own brow…

“On your back with you!” One raises a mallet to sink in the spike. But the soldier’s heart must continue pumping as he readies the prisoner’s wrist. Someone must sustain the soldier’s life minute by minute, for no man has this power on his own. Who supplies breath to his lungs? Who gives energy to his cells? Who holds his molecules together? Only by the Son do “all things hold together” (Colossians 1:17). The victim wills that the solider live on—he grants the warriors continued existence. The man swings.

As the man swings, the Son recalls how he and the Father first designed the medial nerve of the human forearm—the sensations it would be capable of. The design proves flawless—the nerves perform exquisitely. “Up you go!” They lift the cross. God is on display in his underwear and can scarcely breathe.

But these pains are a mere warm-up to his other and growing dread. He begins to feel a foreign sensation. Somewhere during this day an unearthly foul odor began to waft, not around his nose, but his heart. He feels dirty. Human wickedness starts to crawl upon his spotless being—the living excrement from our souls. The apple of his Father’s eye turns brown with rot.

His Father! He must face his Father like this!

From heaven the Father now rouses himself like a lion disturbed, shakes his mane, and roars against the shriveling remnant of a man hanging on a cross. Never has the Son seen the Father look at him so, never felt even the least of his hot breath. But the roar shakes the unseen world and darkens the visible sky. The Son does not recognize these eyes.

“Son of Man! Why have you behaved so? You have cheated, lusted, stolen, gossiped—murdered, envied, hated, lied. You have cursed, robbed overspent, overeaten—fornicated, disobeyed, embezzled, and blasphemed. Oh, the duties you have shirked, the children you have abandoned! Who has ever so ignored the poor, so played the coward, so belittled my name? Have you ever held your razor tongue? What a self-righteous, pitiful drunk—you, who molest young boys, peddle killer drugs, travel in cliques, and mock your parents. Who gave you the boldness to rig elections, foment revolutions, torture animals, and worship demons? Does the list never end! Splitting families, raping virgins, acting smugly, playing the pimp—buying politicians, practicing exhortation, filming pornography, accepting bribes. You have burned down buildings, perfected terrorist tactics, founded false religions, traded in slaves—relishing each morsel and bragging about it all. I hate, loathe these things in you! Disgust for everything about you consumes me! Can you not feel my wrath?”

Of course, the Son is innocent. He is blamelessness itself. The Father knows this. But the divine pair have an agreement, and the unthinkable must now take place. Jesus will be treated as if personally responsible for every sin ever committed.

The Father watches as his heart’s treasure, the mirror-image of himself, sinks drowning into raw, liquid sin. Jehovah’s stored rage against humankind from every century explodes in a single direction.

“Father! Father! Why have you forsaken me?!”

But heaven stops its ears. The Son stares up at the One who cannot, who will not, reach down or reply.

The Trinity had planned it. The Son endured it. The Spirit enabled him. The Father rejected the Son whom he loved. Jesus, the God-man from Nazareth, perished. The Father accepted his sacrifice for sin and was satisfied. The Rescue was accomplished.

“Don’t move too quickly from this scene. Keep gazing.

The Rescue accomplished here was for you. Before we can begin to see the cross as something done for us, we have to see it as something done by us … As we face the cross, then, we can say to ourselves both ‘I did it; my sins sent Him there,’ and ‘He did it; His love took Him there.’

Did you see your own offenses on the list of sins that necessitated the Cross? If not, name them yourself. Name your darkest sin. Now reflect on the fact that Christ bore the punishment for that sin. He took the punishment you deserved. Do you feel His passionate and specific love for you? He died for you. He was condemned and cursed so that you could go free—He was forsaken by God so that you would never be forsaken (Hebrews 13:5).”

That’s the power of the cross. 

That excerpt was taken from the book “Boy Meets Girl” by Joshua Harris and has been my all time favorite picture of the cross. 

Hope it has blessed your heart as it has mine. 

Happy Easter y’all! 

Dress Codes Defined

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Dress Codes Defined

An invitation arrives in the mail requesting your presence at an event. All too soon the dreaded question enters your mind: What will I wear? While the following are not as confusing as “island formal,” “casual chic” or the dreaded “come as you are” requests, these more common dress codes still have specific expectations behind them. Allow me to expound:

Black tie

Formal, and usually reserved for evening affairs. Men wear a tuxedo; women, a long gown.

Black tie Optional

Slightly less formal than black tie. Men don a tuxedo or dark suit and tie. Women should wear a long gown, a cocktail dress or dressy separates.


Festive and fun. For guys, this dress code calls for dark suits with a tie. For women, short dresses.


A dress code that tends to pop up around the holidays, festive attire is similar to cocktail attire, but with a holiday bent of added sparkle or color.


The idea is to wear something business appropriate which also feels dressed up. A suit and tie for the guys, and a tailored dress or suit for women will do the trick.

Business Casual

Casual but work appropriate. Guys can wear slacks and a collared shirt. For women, pants and a blazer or a pencil skirt and blouse will have you covered. No jeans or sneakers allowed.

Garden Party

Think colorful and lightweight. Men, choose slacks, an Oxford shirt and sport coat, or a light-colored suit. For ladies, a dress and flats or wedges to avoid sinking into the grass will make for a comfortable event. Remember, Memorial Day to Labor Day, seersucker is fitting attire for any warm weather outdoor Southern gathering.


Anything goes, but be tasteful. I suggest khakis and a button down or polo for the Southern gentlemen. For the ladies, a dress, skirt or pants with a pretty top will have you looking both casual and polished.

When in doubt, it is certainly appropriate to contact the host to clarify what they expect party guests to wear.