Heritage
Friday, August 31st, 2007I’m home alone tonight. My wife and daughter are in Houston celebrating a family birthday. I’m here because I have to preach at all of our services this weekend. I’m working on the sermon tonight, and thought I would get my brain up and running by sharing. A few weeks ago, I rushed out of our 11:00 a.m. worship service because my Dad was preaching at his home church on the occasion of their 70th anniversary. It was quite a big deal for my family as my Grandfather is one of the few living charter members of that church. My Dad’s newsletter article last week was about that experience. He wrote:
I have a personal word to share with you today but it is a word that pertains to all of us who seek to live the Christian life. I had the honor to preach in my home church where i was raised, River Oaks UMC, in Ft. Worth last Sunday on the occasion of their 70th anniversary. My father is one of the few living charter members of that church which holds great significance for me. I also discovered in my research of their history there was an original group of nine Methodists that wanted to form a Sunday School in River Oaks which included my grandparents, John G. and Oca Cola Alexander, whom I never knew.
The service last Sunday was an amazing service of worship and deeply personal for my family. Both my brothers, Randy and Jim and their wives, Pat and Pat, were in attendance along with my father, Jack Alexander, Kathy, and our children, Susan, Brad, David, Stephanie, and Anna. My father has been living with Alzheimer’s Disease for probably 15 years. The disease has taken away so much of my father’s memory, but as he walked into that sanctuary he had tears in his eyes and a smile on his face. Many people wanted to greet him and, although he did not seem to know them, he hugged them with tears of joy. Even with his disease, he knew where he was and how much this place and these people meant to him.
My brothers told me after the service that my father said the words of Scripture along with me as I read them, and he sang the words to the hymns. His eyesight is not clear enough to read the words but somewhere deep inside of him he has not lost his love of God’s Word and the music that remains in his soul. My father was the oldest person present along with having the largest family present. In terms of his family and his church it has always been that way. There was never a discussion in my home growing up about what we did on Sunday. We were in Sunday School and worship every Sunday of the year and most every Sunday night as well. IT has always been a way of life that we learned from my father. My father taught the same Sunday School class for 60 years. My father lived out his Christian commitment by serving in his church in many capacities. My father always supported his pastor. Surely there were some that tested this commitment, but he always stood firm. He did not always agree with the decisions of his church but he never withdrew his support from his church in any way; prayers, presence, gifts and service were a vow he took seriously. Without question, when my father meets his lord, Jesus will say, “Well done, good and faithful servant!”
I share this with you for two reasons. The first is to give you an excellent example of Christian living. The second is to tell you who I am and why I preach as I do. I preach often about church attendance and commitment to the ministry of your church. I feel I am one of the most fortunate people in the world to have been raised in the Christian family who lived it on Sunday and throughout the week. I want others to know that blessing. We all deserved to be nurtured in the Christian life, to know the love of Christ down deep inside our souls, to know what really counts in life, and “to know the power of His resurrection.” (Phil 3:10) I know one of the best ways is to live in relationship with Jesus Christ, to love his church, and to be a witness of Jesus’ love.
See you Sunday!
Mike
As you can tell from his words, my Dad’s pretty proud of his father. I hope you can sense from this post, I have a lot of pride in my Dad as well.
