Crazy Week

I am sorry that I have not begun to address the item below that I said that I would. I promise to start on the epistemological differences tomorrow.

However it has been an interesting week, actually few weeks...

1st. Laura and I resigned from Brownfields Baptist as the youth minister 'n wife. There are a few reasons for doing so.

Why did we resign the position? Our residence, and particularly my job, in relation to the church just became too cumbersome to be able to get to BBC during the week. I would spend over two and a half hours in a vehicle on weekdays that I went to BBC. That made my availability minimal, and my aggravation maximal. It is simply not fair to the youth(s) that I be the youth minister, I can't put in the time to produce the growth they need. Most importantly, I now know for certain that my ministry calling is not youth ministry. For that reason also, it would not be fair to the church and youth that I serve in that capacity.

Why are we leaving Brownfields? It is not for bigger and better positions. Laura and I don't know where we will go to church. It is specifically this: We want to be able and available to serve whatever church to which we belong. That availability part is the problem with BBC. We lose an entire Wednesday night for a 30 minute prayer meeting, for which we are seemingly always late due to my job and Baton Rouge traffic. There are some personal reasons, too. Laura and I have no young married friends with which we fellowship. Because of our location, fellowship with the congregation seems impossible, and we felt out of the loop with what was going on there.

2nd. A few weeks ago, a man named Barry Thibodeaux began to attend Brownfields on Sundays, and some Wednesdays. In fact, the first Sunday he attended was when I preached out of Ephesians 2. This man had a very interesting story. He worked sound for several well-known celebrities over the last couple of decades, spiraled down a life of drugs, alcohol and debauchery...and then God brought a huge event in his life that changed him. I spoke with him about the gospel, and he knew it in his mind, and I am very convinced that he belonged to Christ because of the recent changes in his life, and the fact that he said that he has no doubt where he would go. He forsaked it all. Money (he was well paid by the celebrity musicians), women, drugs...all to work a $10 an hour construction job...all because he wanted a change in his life and to be close to Christ. I saw his and spoke with him about his work last Sunday.

Yesterday, on my way home, I heard about a body that was found on the Comite river, and with it was a black SUV. Payed no mind to the broadcast. Then my wife came home from prayer meeting to tell me that it was Barry that was found... Talk about wake you up. I don't know the details as to what happened. I will do my best to find out.

3rd. On the way to work this morning, my car broke down due to overheating. I had to stop in Gonzales, a little town south of Baton Rouge, at a gas station. The motor was steaming! My boss sent two of my coworkers to help me, Lance and TJ. TJ has worked on cars and saved me who-knows-how-many hundreds of dollars by find the problem and fixing it for me. It was a broken hose--all the coolant had leaked from that hose. It was a $10 part--Nice! So, I will be looking for a nice way to get him back for such kindness--no good deed goes unpunished.

I'll get on the "important" (seemingly unimportant now after Barry) tomorrow.