All my life I’ve been surrounded by church. If you live in any sized city or town in the south, you know that their is a church on every corner. Oh, lawd, such preaching that goes on in those churches! So many lives changed, so many souls won, so many revivals. My mother was from an old fashioned “foot washing” baptist family and my father from the Methodist church. It was a house divided…… The result: No one went anywhere on Sunday…. Enter, the church bus. Church bus ministry in the 1970’s allowed my sister and I to attend church when my parents would not take us. So we went… We were taken in to the little church and treated just like one of “the family”.
And so it began, an adventure that has taken up much of my life. Church, fellowship, preaching, evangelism, teaching…. I have served in just about every position in the church you could have from Preacher to Deacon and let me tell you its been a wild ride! God has taken me places I never thought I would go. From Russia to Africa and all over the southern United States. God hears me when I say, I judge no man. That’s God’s business. It’s my role to strive to live out a Godly life before a watching world. I find that I fail in that endeavor on many days….I never stop trying. Despite the enormous struggles that have been my lot the past 3 years, I have never given up hope. I deal with things as they come, always looking for the bright side and by the grace of God, growing beautiful roses. It is a respite in a stormy world.
More often than not, the Christian community is so caught up in what we are against, that we forget to share what we are for. At our worst, we shoot our wounded, at our best we share by our lives, the amazing HOPE we all have found in Christ. Faith, Hope & Love. What a concept.
We also forget to laugh at ourselves. A friend of mine sent me a link to a video. It is a hilarious parody of a women’s retreat with an amazing speaker “Sister Myotis”. The “Voices of the South” theatre in Memphis, TN sponsored this theatrical event and I got a much needed laugh out of it. I truly believe that their is a little “Sister Myotis” in most of us……. I am hoping to post a Sundays in the South post each week, going forward.
Blessings to all who read this…….