Three decades of weddings, funerals, baptisms, Bible studies, crisis counseling, the seven-day sermon cycle, committee meetings and covered-dish luncheons.
In my historical research I try to find a balance between the beautiful and the terrible. This Christmas post, an ode to biblical history and Wesleyan history, focuses on the beautiful.
A young preacher had given a practice sermon in a seminary class. His preaching professor was giving him a hard time. Finally, the young preacher said, “I thought it was
Half a century ago, the church, not surprisingly given the times, was splintered over race. Black and white methodists were separate. Same denomination. Same God. Yet separate.