I look to this time of year as the anniversary of when I came to faith so many years ago. I came to faith before Easter 1971, but I went home to visit my parents and they had started attending the Baptist Church in Quincy. Chuck Kinzie was the pastor there and I can remember Chuck giving an "invitation"...something that was new to me. I asked my dad to go up front with me. He and I were always very close. I was baptized the next weekend with my mom, dad, and older brother. Who would have thought where this adventure with the Lord would end up. Now 38 years later, I will be standing in front of church tomorrow during the Easter service and I will invite the audience to respond in faith to the Lord Jesus. Interestingly, Chuck Kinzie is now a member of the church where I pastor. My wonderful father is now with the Lord and tomorrow morning after the sunrise service at the cemetary, I will continue with my annual Easter morning ritual and stop by dad's grave marker and thank God for my wonderful dad. It is because of the resurrection that I will see my dad again as well as my brother. Yeah! May the Lord be glorified tomorrow. May I celebrate from the heart the resurrection.
your post made me teary. I liked the sermon... especially that you didn't make Thomas out to be the bad guy. I've always felt that hearing some one you knew had risen from the dead would be a hard pill to swallow. I heard a sermon once that said having doubts can make your faith stronger... I tend to agree.
Posted by: Brittney Harmon | April 12, 2009 at 01:59 PM