It hit me like a ton of bricks- the flu that is. I was down and out for over a week and the Doc said I came too close to pneumonia. I even missed Sunday worship and preaching. This was tough stuff, but I am back up and walking (but not yet running).
Terri reminded me that this was the first time she could ever remember me missing a Sunday due to illness. I missed worship and I missed preaching. For non-preachers, this may be difficult to completely understand, but preaching is not my lively-hood- it is my life- not just the actual act of preaching, but all that is related to it. I cannot imagine any other life.
Occasionally someone well comment on how challenging being a local preacher must be and certainly there are those moments. But the blessings have far outweighed the challenges for me. The church- while imperfect- has supported and encouraged me through both thick and thin times and I praise God for her. My church family-everywhere- has been incredible. Preaching is more than a profession- it is who I am.
Soon I am going home- to Greenville, MS- that is. On the last weekend of this month the South Main Church of Christ is having a homecoming. I get the privilege of being the resource speaker and am greatly looking forward to it. Danny Holman continues to do an outstanding job preaching there and has brought fresh life to that beloved church.
Sorry for the lapse in posting. I’ll just blame the flu!