Somehow I managed to fly under the radar for about a year and a half. Rick was at my table at bible class last night, along with Dick, Michael, and Jay. The lesson that night, from John Stott’s book The Radical Disciple, was about nonconformity. Disciples of Jesus need regular reminders not to slip into ethical relativism (where the lines between right and wrong are blurred). Our standard is God’s Word.
I shared with the table that ninety-five percent of the weddings I’ve performed were for couples who were already living together. Counseling and marrying them was a step in the right direction.
Rick looked at me and said, “Wait a minute. You did weddings?”
“Sure, lots of them.”
He asked again, “Really? How could you do weddings?”
Dick, sitting to my left, chucked, “He was a pastor for twenty-six years just up the road before his retirement.”
Rick was incredulous. “You were a pastor? I thought you were just a regular guy!”
I assured Rick, “I am just a regular guy. That was my occupation for thirty-six years.”
Rick and I have been friends for about eighteen months. I guess my previous occupation just never came up. And that’s OK. I enjoy being a regular guy. It’s fun love flying under the radar.
Waite for it... 