This week is a huge event at our church, Life Pointe. It's "Bring a Friend Day" on sunday, and it should be a great day.
Once again, the upcoming service makes me think of days gone by...to a simpler time. A time when a young lad growing up on the "mean streets" of Dayton, Ohio spent his summer days chasing ice cream trucks and watching Star Trek re-runs (yes...it was me.) I think back to my best friend of that era, Scott. Scott and I spent many days making fun of other kids, getting punched, mouthing off to older kids, getting punched, and trying to get the neighborhood girls to kiss us (and then getting punched). I look at those days with fondness, and a sore jaw. Even though we were beat up an awful lot, what counted is that we were beat up together. And that's what having a friend is all about: doing stuff together. And as I think back, I remember one more, very important thing: that son-of-a-gun Scott still owes me $2.00 and a pack of Pop Rocks!
Good times...good times.
After a lengthy sabatical, he sits in front of his computer, fingers ready at the keyboard. So much to say...so much to write. Topics race wildly through his mind, each fighting for the right to take their rightful place on the field of honor...the blog. Many will read the entries. Some will cry. Some will laugh. But one thing is certain...he must write, because he is...the Media Pastor.
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