Birthdays have a way of causing me to reminisce.
Saturday we went to eat to celebrate and while there I used the excuse of "going to see the eagles" to get everybody onto the campus of my Alma Mater (Berry College). I took them all over the place and shared stories about what the buildings were and what I remembered and all that fun stuff. My daughter was FASCINATED (which I ate with a spoon) about the buildings and stories and whatnot. I also told her about the many wonderful friends I made while there.
Of course my favorite spot is the little spot on the sidewalk between what is now the Cage and the Moon bldg. One Saturday I was walking to graduation with this pretty redheaded girl and down that sidewalk, and I asked her to marry me. Someday when I'm rich (because being a teacher and a preacher are the two professions that are sure to make one rich...), I'm going to buy a bench and have it dedicated there. Until then, I'll just drive by and point!
Just like those landmarks mean something to me and I teach my children about them, there are some landmarks in my spiritual journey as well. I drive by the church where I grew up and was saved and preached my first sermon and half my dead relatives are buried and share that with my family, because that's a landmark.
I am reminded of a Wednesday night when my Great-Aunt called me over after church and said "let me pray for you son," and I'm still blessed by that prayer over a decade ago.
I remember the day a youth pastor asked me "would you consider working with our youth?" And before long, God allowed me to be part of an amazing, Godly pastoral staff.
I remember the day one of the deacons from Smyrna called and said "would you consider..." I remember the first time I got to baptize someone. I remember the first time I presided over the Lord's Supper.
All these things have placed me where I am today. I am grateful for the landmarks of my life, and the ones yet to come.
Looking back at landmarks is Biblical, you know. Check out Joshua 4.
Saturday we went to eat to celebrate and while there I used the excuse of "going to see the eagles" to get everybody onto the campus of my Alma Mater (Berry College). I took them all over the place and shared stories about what the buildings were and what I remembered and all that fun stuff. My daughter was FASCINATED (which I ate with a spoon) about the buildings and stories and whatnot. I also told her about the many wonderful friends I made while there.
Of course my favorite spot is the little spot on the sidewalk between what is now the Cage and the Moon bldg. One Saturday I was walking to graduation with this pretty redheaded girl and down that sidewalk, and I asked her to marry me. Someday when I'm rich (because being a teacher and a preacher are the two professions that are sure to make one rich...), I'm going to buy a bench and have it dedicated there. Until then, I'll just drive by and point!
Just like those landmarks mean something to me and I teach my children about them, there are some landmarks in my spiritual journey as well. I drive by the church where I grew up and was saved and preached my first sermon and half my dead relatives are buried and share that with my family, because that's a landmark.
I am reminded of a Wednesday night when my Great-Aunt called me over after church and said "let me pray for you son," and I'm still blessed by that prayer over a decade ago.
I remember the day a youth pastor asked me "would you consider working with our youth?" And before long, God allowed me to be part of an amazing, Godly pastoral staff.
I remember the day one of the deacons from Smyrna called and said "would you consider..." I remember the first time I got to baptize someone. I remember the first time I presided over the Lord's Supper.
All these things have placed me where I am today. I am grateful for the landmarks of my life, and the ones yet to come.
Looking back at landmarks is Biblical, you know. Check out Joshua 4.
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