Sometimes you just need to share a reflection with the world. A recent memorial service was one of those times.
This has been a tough week. I’ve been a pastor for 18 years, and in that time I’ve dealt with a lot of death. It kinda comes with the calling. This week has been different.
Central Baptist has been blessed to have one of the most lovely people I’ve ever met in our fellowship. Peg Horton is sweet, joyous, and deep. She’ll regularly ask me Biblical Studies questions that make me do research, and giggle like a little kid on Christmas when she sees something funny.
My theology of worship is mystical. I can’t count the number of times I’ve mentioned it at Central over the years, but my theology is supported by the very space in which our community worships. Central’s stained glass is filled with images from the book of Revelation
Monday brought the news of yet another school shooting, this time not far from Columbine High School. I was working at a Middle School the day of the Columbine shooting. I remember the haunted looks on the teacher’s eyes at the Middle School where I worked the day the Columbine shooting took place.
Saturday I was greeted with the terrible news that Rachele Held Evans had passed away. I’m heartbroken.