One Pastor's Perspective

Last night was an interesting study in current times . . . We had a deacon ordination and ordained seven deacons. In the twelve years I have been at Ebenezer, we have never ordained that many in one night. When a deacon is first elected in a baptist church, we have an ordination service giving the church a chance to issue a charge to them and pray over them. It is usually a solemn and reverent service. Very prayerful. Last night broke that mold.

There were probably as many visitors as Ebenezer people last night (that is a SHAME in itself). There were current deacons who came to the deacons meeting afterward who did not darken the door of the sanctuary (as some do every month). Again, another shame. With seven new deacons and their extended families, there were a lot of people standing in line to pray with them and speak a blessing to them. And the atmosphere was that of a fellowship. People were talking to each other, talking to the candidates. It was very relaxed.

There is nothing wrong with that, although a couple of more traditional folks were very bothered by this. I really believe it is a sign of the times and signifies the changes of the next generation creeping in. Is that a bad thing?? No. But it will take some getting used to.

Next year, will I remind everyone this is a prayerful time?? ABSOLUTELY. But last night was what it was. And, at the end of the evening, we had ordained seven new deacons into deacon ministry.

And THAT is a banner night, no matter how you look at it.

Here is a link to a Baptist Press article that YOU need to read. Really makes you think.

http://www.bpnews.net/BPFirstPerson.asp?ID=26377

The significance of that wedding this weekend is more than you might realize . . . There is something really neat about being part of a wedding like that: Diana and I helped raise Jess, and have always claimed her as one of ours. So, an inspirational word in their honor courtesy of http://www.mikesyfunnies.com/

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During his wedding rehearsal, the groom approached his pastor with an unusual offer. “I’ll give you $100 if you’ll change the wedding vows, and leave out the ‘love, honor, obey, and forsake all others’ part.” He pressed a $100 bill in the pastor’s hand and walked away with a satisfied smile.

On the day of the wedding, the groom was feeling pretty pleased when the pastor got to the part where the vows are exchanged. The pastor looked him in the eye and asked, “Will you promise to bow before her, obey whatever command she gives, fulfill her every wish, serve her breakfast each morning, and swear before God that you’ll not look at another woman as long as you both shall life?”

The groom gulped and looked astonished, but he finally said “Yes” in a tiny voice. He then leaned in toward the pastor and whispered, “I thought we had a deal!”

The pastor pressed the $100 bill back into his hand and whispered in return,
“She made me a much better offer.”

Thanks to my tech support / research team (Dean) for providing this piece of computer magic:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_RIbtfWSn8

IF you are a Karate Kid fan, you need to watch this video by No More Kings. I cannot get it to paste into this blog, so go to Youtube.com and search for “Sweep the Leg”. IT WILL BE WORTH IT. (You have to watch the LONG version . . . over 7 minutes)

I enjoyed a rare privilege this weekend . . . My family and I went to Nashville, TN, to do a wedding I promised to do THIRTEEN YEARS AGO. Jessica Dowdy DIXON is one of my former youth from Woodmere Baptist Church in Harvey, LA. Jess and her family were OUR FAMILY while we were in seminary. Her mom, Jay, was a right hand to both me and Diana. Her dad, Dave, kept me out of trouble and kept my old Bronco II running while we were in New Orleans.

The cool thing for me in doing this wedding was remembering when we did a True Love Waits commitment with our youth group. Jess told me her mom found the letter she wrote to her future husband, and she was going to give it to Rob. (Jami Alford wrote “Hi Jessica’s future husband” on the envelope. Typical Jami)

So, we loaded up the truck and we moved to Beverly . . . I mean, we drove to Nashville this weekend. Of course, several things had to happen before we got there. When the new dude at Cale Yarborough refused to change my oil on Thursday, I tried to do it myself . . . And they had over-tightened the oil drain plug. Debbie Cyphers saved me on that one and worked us in for a late-afternoon oil change. Then, on Friday morning as we were pulling out at my dad’s house, we found my battery DEAD. August is NOT a good month for Wike Honda batteries. Thank goodness it happened in Easley and not on the road.

After that, the trip was almost without event. The wedding went great! We took my mom and dad with us and my sister in Memphis drove over to see us. It was a good trip.

In my next blog or two, I will tell you what we did when we got back to Easley late Sunday afternoon . . .