Archive for June, 2014

No waiting!

June 18, 2014

I don’t know about you but waiting drives me crazy.

On June 17 I had a doctor’s appointment at 10 a.m. That was my first mistake. I normally schedule all my appointments first thing in the morning, but in this case I had to have an MRI done on my shoulder first. I arrived on time and found a seat in the waiting room. I waited and waited and waited some more.

At 11 a.m., one hour after my appointment, I was still waiting. Needless to say, I was “fit to be tied.”

I contemplated going to the front desk and asking how much longer it would be. I decided against it at first because I figured that would definitely send me to the end of the line. Finally, someone got the courage to go and ask how long they were going to have to continue waiting. The person returned to her seat no worse for wear so I decided to be brave and test the water myself.

I was assured I was the next person to be called. I wasn’t, so I waited some more.

Finally, about an hour and a half after my scheduled appointment, I was called back to a patient room where (you guessed it), I waited.

The doctor finally came in and became the first person in his office to apologize for the delay and he actually seemed sorry that I had waited so long. He defused my frustration and we made it through the appointment.

That experience made me so thankful that I never have to wait on the Great Physician. Jesus is always there whenever we take the time to call upon His name. No waiting ever.


Tribute to a mentor

June 18, 2014

A friend and mentor died this week.

Bobby Cloyd no doubt knew that I considered him a friend, but I doubt he considered himself a mentor. But he was, not only to me but to several of my friends as well.

Bobby was not the type of person who stood out in a crowd. He was the type who didn’t say a whole lot, but when he did you knew it was worth listening to.

Jack Lewis, senior adult pastor at Tulip Grove Baptist Church, best described Bobby as the “silent servant.”

He truly was a servant. If something needed to be done, Bobby was always willing to step up. I saw that firsthand while  serving with Bobby and his wife Donna on a mission trip to Missisissippi following Hurricane Katrina.

I learned a lot just watching Bobby. He never did anything for personal glory. He did what he did out of his love for the Lord. That’s what I will always remember most about him. Bobby was not one to tell you what to do. He simply led by example. If Bobby could, he would reach down from heaven and hit the delete button on this column before I posted it. He never sought the spotlight.

God truly blessed me when he brought Donna and Bobby into my life. Continue to pray for Donna and her family in the days ahead. Bobby truly will be missed by all who knew him.


Baptists and mountains

June 5, 2014

We Baptists are a unique group.

Most of the time, we don’t have the faith to move a mountain (which Scripture says is possible), but we have the uncanny ability of making a mountain out of a mole hill at any given time.

We do it in our individual lives as well as corporately. Many a congregation has argued over what color a carpet or pew pad should be and seen members leave because the “wrong” color was chosen.

And, we all have been in denominational convention meetings when budgets for millions of dollars have been approved with little or no debate, yet how a resolution is worded is debated for what seems like an eternity.

Just this week I  read an article about Charleston Southern University, a Baptist college in South Carolina, that is dealing with a public relations nightmare. The crisis probably could have been averted if all parties involved had exercised a little common sense and a lot of prayer.

Instead, the story was played out in the media and everyone is a loser when that happens.

I have come to learn over the years that when Baptists make mountains out of mole hills, the only winner is Satan. His desire is for us to be distracted by the mole hills in order that we do not focus on our  primary task of leading people to faith in Jesus Christ.

In life, we will have enough mountains to climb, without adding the ones we make out of the mole hills.

As Baptists, let us spend more time moving mountains with our faith and allow the mole hills to remain what they are — simply mole hills.