I have been absent, but busy. In the meantime, I want to share with you a letter I just sent our church family…
Today is Thursday, June 18, 2015.
It is a warm day. It is a beautiful day.
But not for everybody.
No, not for everybody.
Last night we had ice cream, brownies, cookies, fellowship and fun.
We gathered together and sang songs, prayed and heard a message from a guest speaker that challenged all those who were really listening.
After services, fellowship and conversation continued. Laughter could be heard in the foyer among different pockets of people who were enjoying our mutual relationships in Christ.
Even as we gathered together, others of our number were home grieving, hurting, and wrestling with their loss.
I weep for them too.
But as we enjoyed the evening, I had no idea of the hurt, pain, rage, and ugliness playing out in the life of another church family in Charleston, SC.
I wish I had no idea what this church family is facing, but I do. I do know the pain and heartache of such evil. I do know it, but not on this scale, God help us, not on this scale.
I fear for the ensuing ugliness. I fear and hurt for those who will have to face and live with this ugliness for the rest of their lives. I fear for what Satan will yet do to make this worse. I fear for the division that is surely yet to deepen.
I cannot fix Charleston, SC.
But I can pray.
You can too.
Will you join me in praying consistently and constantly for this church family?
I sincerely hope you will.
But in the meantime, there are things we can do right here at Lake Harbour Drive that will have a ripple affect across our land.
Yes, we are a diverse church in the heart of Mississippi.
I am proud of that.
And yes, we have a measure of unity in our diversity.
I am glad of that too.
But we can do better.
We can do more.
We can go past surface levels of relationship to a deeper walk with God and each other.
We can be beacons of hope to our community that says: we love God and we love each other—and the proof is our united hearts, minds, and lives! And whether you give us an opportunity or not, we love you!
So as Charleston reels, we pray.
We pray for them.
We pray for us.
We pray for our community.
And in the process we lean on the hope of Jesus, the hope of the Gospel.
May the Gospel live in us to be the bringers of hope this world needs.
In the immortal words of Mr. Rogers, will you be my neighbor (and partner in the Gospel)?
Yours for the Hope,