A lot of people ask me why I’m not cynical when it comes to the Church and Christian media. After all, I’ve seen a lot of wacky stuff out there. Over the years, Christian leaders have committed adultery, embezzled money, misused donors, and lived like kings. Christian media professionals have created really ridiculous TV programs and movies. And yet, here I am, still committed to engaging the culture and sharing the gospel through media.
The photo above is the cemetery I grew up next to in Charlotte, North Carolina. In the early 60’s, my dad was pastor of Ebenezer Church, founded in 1870, and I worked behind the scenes since I could remember.
Along with mom and dad, my sister Beth and I filled about 10,000 communion cups, mowed the grass at the church (and cemetery), did the janitorial work, and printed the Sunday church bulletins (on an ancient carbon copy cylinder). Everyone in Charlotte thought we had church bells, but they had no idea that what we really had was a turntable and speakers in the steeple and it was me who climbed up there everyday to play a record of church bells.
The cemetery was about 100 years old when I was a kid, and one day, while mowing the grass, I pushed the lawn mower across a grave and it collapsed. 100 years ago, coffins were made of wood, and after all those years, it wasn’t unusual for them to rot through and collapse. As I fell into the grave, yes – I saw skeleton parts.
As a kid, I was fascinated, but my dad freaked out. He told me to cover it up, so the family wouldn’t see it. So I found bags of leaves, broken lawn chairs, concrete blocks, discarded wood – anything I could find to fill in that grave. Then I covered it with a thin layer of dirt, and the family never noticed.
I was really proud of myself until I realized that when the rapture comes, that lady will never get out of there!
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