Yesterday we said goodbye to our friend, Charles. I can't begin to pay adequate tribute to this man who was one of my professors at Emmanuel. I got to know him better, though, when I became preaching minister at Grandview. What I discovered as his minister surprised me. He understood church at a practical, as well as theological, level. As a located pastor/minister it can become easy to see only your corner of the church, like a man stuck at the bottom of a refreshing well. Charles' life and service to the church (here and overseas) allowed him to view the church like a man standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon. Broad. Deep. Colorful. In Awe.Yesterday, after lunch with the European Evangelistic Society board, I dismissed myself from the meeting in order to check on Charles and his wife. I arrived at their house about 10 minutes after he died. The timing was a blessing, I think. I'll share more about him in a later blog, after I've put together the service.
Charles' death comes at the end of a busy and strange week. Tuesday morning marked the unsettledness of this week. The story is too long for this entry, but I arrived in my office to discover that one of my pictures of Jesus had been vandalized. I took some pictures and will share them sometime next week (if I get the chance).
Two4Two went well. Here three pictures from Wednesday:
Isaac and Matt preparing to lead worship.
Now I'm going to quit stalling and get back to work on the sermon...
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