I’m super stoked about our new Sunday morning series: THIS IS US! My hope is that, when we finish our study of James, we will find ourselves more grateful for our church family than ever before. We need each other!

Unless we are physically prohibited, we should be part of the church’s regular worship gathering. Actually, there’s nothing “regular” about it; it’s phenomenal! The church is where you and I are strengthened, and where Christ is exalted (Ephesians 3:20-21). It is within the specific community of believers in a local church where you and I figure out how to grow up in Christ, so what we can shine as bright lights in the world (Philippians 2:14-15). In and through Christ’s church, and the glorious gospel proclaimed there, God is constantly at work gathering up all of the broken pieces of this cosmos – and bringing it all to wholeness, completion, and unity under the Lordship of Jesus (Ephesians 1:3-10)! There’s nothing regular about that. It’s nearly indescribable in glory.

It is in the church where you and I are met with the mercy of God. Were you and I followers of Hinduism, our best shot at life together would be grappling in the dark for dharma – and hoping that we could impress each other by our character and propriety. But we have come to something far, far better. At the cross preached here, in the full light of our sin against the backdrop of a Savior’s love, we can lay our burdens down. Really, down. Finally, down.

It is in the church where you and I discover the grace of Christ. I mean really discover it. Every day we’re bombarded with this report and that of somebody doing the wrong thing. This person got caught cheating, or that person lying. But, if we’re honest, it’s not just shock or disappointment that we feel. With each corruption scandal or scandalous affair, we usually experience a subtle satisfaction that it’s not us. It’s vindication mixed with schadenfreude. And then it happens even closer to home. Our trust gets broken. One of our family members deceives. Or maybe it’s me. You see, the church can be a very disappointing place the first time you realize that nobody’s perfect. But the church is also the place where you figure out that the highly imperfect are those for whom Christ died. And grace becomes more than a theory when we have to extend it to real people, and even to ourselves. In the church.

It is in the church where you and I learn to face the losses of life. Dietrich Bonhoeffer, who was hanged for his role in the conspiracy to assassinate Adolf Hitler, expressed it like this: “When Christ calls a man, He bids him come and die.” Here, in the real life of the church, we face cancer, together. We lose loved ones. We cry out to God to rescue rebellious grandchildren. We lose jobs, and survive. We lose hope, until friends lift up our tired arms and hope is restored. We question the claims of our faith, until a friend ministers the Word in such a way that I become alive again to its power even for me. I can’t imagine not having a church family. From whom would I learn how to live? From whom would I learn how to persevere? From whom would I learn how to love, and to sacrifice?

It is in the church where you and I can laugh as those who know who wins in the end. Sometimes what we need among the saints is a good ole gut-bustin’ snort-your-milk-out-of-your-nose belly laugh! We have to help each other with this, because – when we’re under the gun – it’s not so easy to pull off. The Bible makes it plain that our Sovereign God laughs at His enemies (Psalm 2:1-4). Why? Because He knows who He is. So, in the sweet and sustaining fellowship of Christ’s beloved and blessed church, you and I can laugh at our trials – both the known ones and the unknown ones – because we know who He is too.

We are the gathered and redeemed. It is through the preaching of the Word, the giving of our talents and treasures, the loving of the unlovely, and the edifying of the body – all within the context of the church – that Christ receives glory.

This is us.

Pastor Charles

No, it’s not a typo. I did not mean que será será. I’m referring to Zara Tindall.

Mrs. Tindall is of interest to me because Prince Louis Arthur Charles of Cambridge just moved into fifth place. Though just a few days old, he follows Britain’s Prince Charles – the Prince of Wales – and only three others in the line of succession to the royal throne: Prince William (the Duke of Cambridge, and the oldest son of Prince Charles), Prince George (Prince William’s 4-year-old son), and Princess Charlotte (Prince William’s 2-year-old daughter). If you’re wondering about newly-engaged Prince Harry, he just moved down to sixth in line because of the birth of Louis Arthur Charles.

That’s just the way it works across the pond. Then there’s Prince Andrew, the Duke of York, at #7 in line. Prince Andrew is the third child of Queen Elizabeth II, and her second son. And it goes on from there. At the age of 67, then, Princess Anne just slipped to #13. So that makes Zara Tindall, Anne’s only daughter, #17. Zara is an accomplished equestrian married to a former rugby star.

We might want to think about these things, you know, since the reigning queen is now 92. Elizabeth will not be queen forever, and descent and parliamentary statute will govern the day.

I think you would agree with me that Zara will never be queen. It just won’t happen. She’s too far down the line. So I’m glad that she’s got plenty to do with her horses, and apparently she’s quite good at it – and the horses are fond of her too.

We may be temporarily fascinated with British monarchy, but we should be permanently fascinated with this: CHRIST IS KING!

Revelation 1:4-5 includes this greeting from John: “Grace to you and peace from him who is and who was and who is to come, and from the seven spirits who are before his throne, and from Jesus Christ the faithful witness, the firstborn of the dead, and the ruler of kings on earth.” Jesus is King of kings and Lord of lords! By virtue of His resurrection from the dead, His office is established and eternal.

Christ presides over every earthly ruler and authority. He controls who is in every lower office, and who is out. He builds and destroys empires. He orders international events for His own sovereign, wise, and good purposes. We can trust Him.

Christ rules over the Middle East, over North Korea, over war-torn Africa, and over the Americas. Nothing escapes His sight or His grasp. His gospel is for all people, everywhere. He has authority to claim citizens from every corner of the globe, from every tribe and tongue, and from all walks of life. He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

Christ is restraining evil by reigning over human government, law, politics, conflict, chaos, and influence. He is building His church: His unstoppable people of grace. He is winning through us, and – some days – in spite of us. He is righteous in everything He does, and kind in all His ways. As our faithful Shepherd, He goes before us into every chapter of human history. He is aware of every wolf on the horizon, and He has promised us green pastures and still waters even in an age of nuclear, chemical, and biological warfare – and weapons of mass destruction. Even where and when the church – His body – is persecuted, His grace is deeper still.

Zara will not reign, but Christ does reign, and He will triumph in the end!

Pastor Charles

This is a season of significant transition for our family. Eileen is leaving her post as a staff attorney for the Federal Judiciary. Some call that “retirement,” but we prefer to think of it as a time to seek God for the next exciting adventure!

Thursday we celebrated Eileen’s law practice with warm words of thanks and encouragement from Judge Thomas Russell and Judge Lanny King, and from Vanessa Armstrong, the Clerk of Court for the United States District Court in the Western District of Kentucky. Vanessa, specifically, thanked Eileen for the example of faith, and perseverance even in the face of tremendous difficulties, which Eileen has set for many years. Vanessa recalled numerous times when Eileen called her colleague and friend to prayer, searching the Scriptures, and trusting God.

Eileen’s service to the federal government goes all the way back to the late 1980’s. For a decade she worked as an Assistant United States Attorney, and we have enjoyed meeting some wonderful people in the context of each assignment along the way. From Eastern North Carolina in the U.S. Attorney’s

Office to Southern California in the Department of Homeland Security – and from medical malpractice defense to securing the Port of Los Angeles – we would not trade in a single chapter. Each has been hard work, but each has brought with it tremendous spiritual blessing.

Let’s face it: I married up. My better half is a brilliant attorney. But, far more than that, she is “a wife of noble character” (Proverbs 31:10). “She is clothed with strength and dignity,” and she models integrity for anyone who knows her. Eileen lives by an unparalleled work ethic, in my humble opinion. She “perseveres under trial” (James 1:12) – and you can interpret those “trials” both ways.

A very wise man once said: “Let her works bring her praise at the city gate.”

In days ahead, I look forward to seeing how the Lord will use Eileen’s many gifts for His glory. After she gets Joshua settled into college this fall, she plans to pursue her practice of law in the arenas of mediation, conflict resolution (particularly in service to churches and other nonprofits), teaching, and religious liberties.

For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven (Ecclesiastes 3:1).

Pastor Charles

I know before I pen this blog posting that some people will misunderstand me. Risking that anyway, I’m going to speak my mind (and heart). I’m concerned for the church. Why? Because Sears is closing its last store in Chicago. On the edge of the Portage Park neighborhood, it’s all over. A liquidation sale will begin April 27. The Auto Center will close in mid-May. The location was perfect: the intersection of Milwaukee Avenue, Cicero, and Irving Park. But it’s all over. Though Sears has called Illinois home for more than 120 years, it’s all over for the last Sears store in the city of Chicago.

“What does that have to do with the church?” you may ask. “Everything” is my answer. Simply everything.

You see, it’s not that Millennials don’t need major appliances. They do. In fact, they’re reaching ages where they’re purchasing their first home. Demographic trends clearly indicate the growing sales of major appliances in America. But they’re not buying them at Sears.

Home Depot, yes. Lowe’s, yes. Best Buy, yes. Even J.C. Penney is bringing back major appliances to get in on the action!

Why not Sears? Because Sears has been deemed irrelevant. We need look no further than Kentucky Oaks Mall to see evidence of that. Big evidence. And how attractive is that colossal empty building, at the corner of Lone Oak Road and Bleich, now that Kmart has closed its doors? It’s all part of the demise of the Sears retail giant. It’s not that bricks-and-mortar stores can’t make it anymore, just not Sears.

Irrelevant.

Those aren’t the only “going out of business” signs in town. Churches are closing too. A large church structure within one mile of our own campus will hit the auction block on May 10. Congregants were there the Sunday after Easter. No more.

Irrelevant.

Please do not misunderstand me. The church is not an advertising scheme, or even a business. We do not adjust the “truth” with the winds of marketing trends or popular opinion. Christ’s gospel is not for sale.

But we better not be so foolish as to think that people won’t ever write us off as “irrelevant.”

I’d like to propose seven questions for your prayerful reflection. These speak for themselves, so I’ll be a man of few(er) words today. Perhaps these questions will spark some important conversations around our dinner tables.

1. As a church, are we so enamored by our successful past that we assume a successful future?
2. Are we humble enough to take an honest look at how our community sees us, and to learn some things (even some hard things) from their assessments?
3. Are we happier to be united around the gospel than we are to be united with people who are just like us?
4. Are we eager to change some things which are non-essential in order to advance those things which are essential?
5. Are we willing to do whatever it takes to speak CHRIST in the language of a generation that is highly suspicious of all organized “religion”?
6. Are we committed to the prize enough to take some bold leaps of faith, and to attempt some new and risky adventures in ministry?
7. Are we ready to be real?

Many young adults assume that “religious” people are phony, fake, and hypocritical. Let’s not prove them right.

And one more thought: we can chase cultural relevance all day long, and never get there. What we really need is contextual relevance: the empowerment of the Holy Spirit to relate the good news of Jesus to the gaping holes in the empty and distracted hearts of our neighbors and friends. Let’s give it our best shot.

I am old enough to remember one of the highlights of my autumn every year of my childhood: the Sears Christmas Catalog! “The Wish Book” it was called. Who couldn’t sit around with that and

dream for hours? But, though my Sears memories are fond and familiar, Sears is in a death spiral. The chain that once dominated sales of refrigerators, ranges, washers, dryers … and even awesome toys (which none of us really needed) … nearly done.

Irrelevant.

Water down the truth? No way! Truth like never before. May God grant us the wisdom to show the world Christ’s light, and salt, and relevance. The Savior of the world, our Lord Jesus, is oh so very, very relevant.

Pastor Charles

Eileen, Joshua, and I are attending “MLK50: Gospel Reflections from the Mountaintop” this week. The event is sponsored by the Gospel Coalition and the Ethics and Religious Liberty Commission of the Southern Baptist Convention, for whom I am serving on the Leadership Council this year. Wednesday night at 6:01 we were at the Lorraine Motel in Memphis, exactly fifty years after the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., at the site which is now enshrined as a national monument to civil rights. The bells were tolled as complete silence fell over the large, multiethnic crowd.

To say that this has been a “heavy” week would be the understatement of the day. To take up the subject of racial reconciliation and social justice is never an easy task, but it’s especially daunting when our culture seems so divided along racial and political lines. Anger is everywhere. The church does not speak with a unified voice when it comes to the issues of the day. In fact, evangelical Christians in America are perhaps more divided now than ever. Many older Christ followers align themselves with conservative candidates and causes, while many younger evangelicals expressly repudiate the alliances of their parents’ generation. It’s a perfect recipe for misunderstanding, labeling, and conflict in the church.

I’m going to be honest with you: some things I’ve heard this week have perturbed me, while others have thrilled my heart. Many of our social ills are, in my humble opinion, complex and multi-dimensional by nature. I now have to sit before the Lord with my Bible open, as well as my heart, if I am to process and apply Christ’s gospel in a way that is honoring to Him. When it comes to any prejudice or racism in my own heart or behavior, I want to see it for what it is, and repent.

It just so happens that I am reading through Nehemiah in my daily devotions. Last night I was struck by Nehemiah’s responsibility to do his part to repair damaged race relations in his own day. The wall and the city could not be repaired until the underlying moral foundations were steadied and secured. Repentance preceded rebuilding. I see similar themes in Acts in the early church. As a pastor, I want to do this well. First Baptist Paducah, in many ways, must set the peacemaking standard for our city. No other congregation has the history, the location, the influence, and the resources to exert the kingdom impact with which God has afforded us. Let’s do it right! Our community is watching and waiting.

Dr. King was not a perfect man. He never pretended to be. But he did some things exceptionally well. He taught people the difference between just and unjust laws. By so doing, he taught us that there really is a moral law given by God. That might not seem like a big deal to you, but I would submit that what is most responsible for our contemporary cultural confusion and chaos is the absence of an accepted moral authority.

Most of all, Martin Luther King, Jr. knew the power of love. He knew that grace, not hate, was the way of Christ. It still is. Even in the face of the worst manifestations of evil, love is still the answer. Despite our best efforts, we will never reach complete agreement in regard to identifying political problems and formulating political solutions. And sometimes I’m surprised by the impatience and anger which can erupt in me when I perceive that others don’t interpret “politics” or “worldview” or “justice” as my categories demand. So, for Dr. King’s legacy of longsuffering love, I give God thanks and praise.

“After this I looked, and behold, a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb …”

It’s not just a dream. It’s as good as done.

Pastor Charles

We do not venerate Mary, the mother of Jesus. To worship her would be blasphemy, and would – perhaps ironically – contradict the express directive of Mary herself: “Do whatever He (Christ) tells you (John 2:5)!” We do not pray to Mary. We do not believe that Mary ascended into heaven, as the Bible never mentions anything remotely like that. We do not teach that Mary remained a virgin, because the Bible directly contradicts that.

That being said, I must also say this: as Protestant Christians, sometimes we are so fearful of giving Mary too much attention that we give her no attention at all. That is to our shame, as Mary is for us a wonderful example of faith, humility, and obedience to God – even when His providences are downright terrifying.

Do you remember when old Simeon took the child Jesus into his arms and blessed God (Luke 2:22-35)? Joseph and Mary were keeping the requirements of the Mosaic Law by presenting Jesus at the temple. Simeon turned to Mary and announced: “Behold, this child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel, and for a sign that is opposed (and a sword will pierce through your own soul also), so that thoughts from many hearts may be revealed.”

Mary was privileged to bear the Son of God. To teach Him to walk, and to talk. To comfort Him when He skinned His knee. To raise Jesus to be a man. But these privileges were to bring with them the greatest of sorrows. Nowhere is this more evident than at the foot of Christ’s cross.

John 19:25 records it like this: but standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. Simon’s prophecy was being fulfilled through the tears. How could Mary have known when Jesus was a baby that her heart would have to break in this excruciating way?

Mary’s life was largely in the shadows. We see little of her in the Scriptures. But in the most awful moment of Christ’s agony, there is His mother. Mary, Christ’s faithful mother. Is there anything like a mother’s faithful love? It is not just a tender love; it is the toughest of loves. Where Mary used to kiss her boy on the forehead, His flesh has been grotesquely wounded by a cruel crown of thorns. Those hands and feet which Mary used to caress as a doting mom are now brutally nailed to an instrument of torture and death.

Because of her status, Mary must suffer largely in silence. She is not free to protest or to fight back. She can’t soothe Her son’s suffering in any tangible way. She can’t change this horrific situation. She can’t stop time. Like at Christ’s birth, Mary must trust God.

I think it’s profoundly interesting that, while the crowds are mocking and the priests are jeering and the soldiers are gambling, Mary is standing. A sword is piercing through her soul, but she is standing.

She does not faint. She does not hide. She does not run away. She stands. Right there with Jesus, Mary stands. Surely you would agree with me that this love is more than simply commendable or admirable. It is rock-solid. When most of the men have fled in fear, Mary stands in faith.

We stand on the Word, and not on the traditions of people. We stand on the Gospels, and not on the inventions of fantasy. We stand on Christ, and give His glory to no other. We do not worship Mary. But, when our hour comes, may we stand. Like Mary. Faithful to the end.

Pastor Charles

It’s time for Palm Sunday. Again.

For the Jewish people, Passover was an annual celebration of liberation from Egyptian bondage. And, by the time of Christ’s earthly ministry, Passover had become the perfect opportunity to express a desire for liberation from Roman bondage. Phonies claiming to be the long-expected Messiah had so often appeared on the scene, causing riots during the Passover season, that the Romans would bring in extra soldiers in an attempt to maintain order.

On the Sunday before Passover, Jesus came out of the wilderness on the eastern side of the Mount of Olives, as He fulfilled ancient prophecy of the coming Messiah (Zechariah 9:9). We often refer to it as Christ’s “triumphal entry” into Jerusalem. The palm branches were not symbols of peace and love nearly as much as they were demonstrations of Jewish nationalism.

At the same time, Pilate was parading on the west side of the Temple to oversee Passover, ready to put an abrupt stop to any chaos which might erupt.

At the same time, Jesus was riding on a donkey. Not a war horse, but a donkey. He wasn’t even wielding a sword. Or packing.

What kind of “Messiah” was this?

“Well,” the people must have reasoned, “we’ll give Him a royal welcome anyway.” You remember that part of the story: “Hosanna to the Son of David! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!”

We don’t understand the scene nearly as well as they did. They knew that their waving of palm branches harkened back to the time when the Maccabees threw off Greek rule in Judea. They all knew what they were saying by doing this. It was a form of protest. And it was high time for Jesus to prove Himself to be the man of the hour. The political hero. The winner. Their guy. There was an undeniable political agenda, and not even behind the scenes.

What would Jesus do next? Would He go the way of the Antonia Fortress, where the largest garrison of soldiers was housed in Jerusalem, and where Rome kept an eye on everything? If He did that, it could be the perfect time for a mob to rush the place.

But He didn’t do that. He went through the Eastern Gate, and into the temple. And He didn’t go in to “cleanse” it but to shut it down.

Let me say it this way: by the end of the week, Jesus would manage to make sure that everybody was hacked off. Now don’t get mad at me. I’m just telling you what the Bible records. Palm Sunday was the strangest of days.

So how should you and I attempt to translate the strangeness of Palm Sunday into wisdom for today?

1. Every day we should remind ourselves that we are foreigners here (First Peter 2:11). It’s not supposed to feel like “home home.”
2. We should be careful not to wrap a flag around our Bible. Patriotism has its place, but we belong to a heavenly King, and are citizens of His kingdom (Philippians 3:20).
3. We should be suspicious of any kingdom other than Christ’s (John 18:36). That’s any earthly political sound bite or “savior.” We already have a Savior.
4. When we’re undone by turmoil in the media, or on the national or global scene, we should lift up our hearts to God in prayer. Christ is our Sovereign Lord!
5. As post-Christian America becomes a darker and darker reality around us, we should be careful to avoid any kind of angry or reactionary panic. We know who wins.
6. We should recognize our own propensity toward foolish pride in the form of self-centered myopia, hyper- yet misplaced emotionalism, and shallow faith.
7. We should check our motives for everything we do. Are we trusting more in the power of the sword, or in the power of the gospel of Christ’s redeeming love?

Triumphal entry? Kind of. But far more a funeral march. Because God’s hope will never come by a win at the ballot box. God’s hope will come in the form of a Cross.

CHRIST. Only Christ.

Pastor Charles

The pedestrian bridge was designed by the brightest of engineers to enhance student safety at Florida International University. Cyclists and pedestrians would be able to cross a congested eight lanes of traffic without fear. But, yesterday, the bridge collapsed. Cars below were crushed. The lives of at least six people were lost in the Miami-area tragedy. Now people are desperate to find out what happened, and who can be held responsible.

How can we not think about the tower in Siloam? If you remember Christ’s words in Luke 13, Jesus asks – in regard to the news of His day – referring specifically to the eighteen people who perished when that tower fell and crushed them: “Do you think that they were worse offenders than all the others who lived in Jerusalem?” The implication is that Christ’s questioners expected Him to say that those who died deserved to die, while those who did not die also received what they deserved. In other words, the people anticipated that Jesus would say that the survivors deserved to survive. Jesus’ stunning response is: everybody deserves to be under the falling tower. We all deserve to be under the collapsing bridge.

The moral of the story, in the words of Jesus, is simply: “Unless you repent, you will all likewise perish.” I don’t need to tell you that this view of human “goodness” and the reality of human sin has fallen on hard times. I’m not even sure the church believes it anymore.

When you and I observe a tragedy, we ought to perk up and pay attention. It’s really a moment of grace, because it’s another chance to discard some of our mindless preoccupations and to focus our affection on the Sovereign God of the universe! We can embrace Christ as our only hope, or we can continue to meander aimlessly through the faux logic of this world and the meaningless assessments of trending news offered by most of the loudest voices in the media. We deserve eternal calamity, but there is still time to trust the Son of God.

People in South Florida need a refuge. So do we. When it comes to human depravity, there’s not a nickel’s worth of difference between Miami and McCracken.

I tried to find “bridge” in the Bible. I couldn’t. The word is simply not there. Maybe it’s because we don’t really need one. We don’t need one because God doesn’t need one. He divides seas, remember? No bridge required. Not only that, but we must pass through the waters of difficulty (Isaiah 43:2). If we are His, Christ goes with us into those torrents.

And, even if we drown – because of Christ – we do not die (John 11:25).

We are humbled by falling bridges. We should be. We are no better than yesterday’s victims. No better, friends. But Christ still saves all who trust in Him.

Pastor Charles

“This is my comfort in my affliction, that your promise gives me life” (Psalm 119:50).

Eileen, Josh, and I are in Florida. Josh and his friends are enjoying Orlando. Eileen and I are attending the Ligonier National Conference. This year’s theme is “Awakening,” and we’re studying in-depth what God’s Word says about the spiritual fuel that is the necessary for revival. We’ve traced the great revivals of history in order to ready ourselves for revival in our generation.

It’s been great to catch up with some dear friends like Mac and Linda McKinley from SoCal. I won’t write much today because I have very little time, but I’ll send a couple of pics from the Sunshine State.

How do we seek God for spiritual awakening, even when we see no signs of it? You know by now how much I admire Joni Eareckson Tada. Well, Joni is here, and yesterday she unpacked for us the verse with which I began this blog posting. Despite quadraplegia, breast cancer, and excruciating pain,

Joni presses on for Christ. Joni assured us that each one of our trials, and each one of our tears, is used of our Sovereign God to ready our souls for revival: “God permits what He hates to accomplish what He loves.”

Perhaps you find yourself in a season of suffering right now. Difficult as it may be, this can be the sweetest season of your growth in grace. Trust the Lord, even now. Because Christ is risen, we know that God intends marvelous things for us! The awakening we need may be just over the next hill. So journey onward, Beloved.

50,000 people die, every day, without the hope of Christ. Oh, friends, how we need the Holy Spirit for such a time as this! Without Him, we have no evangelism, no discipleship, no fellowship, and in fact no power for Christian living on any level.

When Dr. Martyn Lloyd-Jones used to step into his London pulpit, he would say to himself: “I believe in the Holy Spirit! I believe in the Holy Spirit! I believe in the Holy Spirit!” Do we?

May His awakening come to us soon (Luke 11:13).

Pastor Charles

Over seven generations of ministry. Well done. Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints (Psalm 116:15).

As I write today, mourners have gathered in North Carolina to pay their final respects to the Reverend Billy Graham, after a week of tributes to “America’s Pastor.” Who among us has not been impacted by Billy Graham? I included a photo of my peeps, including my niece Briana who lives in Charlotte, while we were at the Billy Graham Library last spring.

Graham was only the fourth private citizen in U.S. history to lie in honor at the U.S. Capitol. I am so glad. He represented Christ and our nation to the world. I was hosting a Romanian pastor for dinner last night, and he told me about a time when Graham preached in Timisoara. The Communists cut the wires to the sound system which was to broadcast the service to the overflow crowd, but the throng swarming outside the Orthodox cathedral began to sing and worship anyway.

For us, it is the end of an era. My grandparents were impacted. My parents. My generation, and my family. Both Eileen and I attended crusades years ago. While we lived in Raleigh, we were privileged to love a church full of people who loved Anne Graham Lotz. Anne – whom Billy called “the best preacher in the family” – had brought Bible Study Fellowship to our community. The men’s group met in the church I served as youth pastor. That’s when I remember seeing the Graham family up close and personal enough to know that they practiced what they preached.

Even my son likes to listen to excerpts from Dr. Graham’s sermons. Gen-Z Joshua is drawn to Dr. Graham’s strong, compelling voice and his simple gospel message.

More than any other dimension of his life and ministry, I think that what I admired the most about Billy Graham was his humility. He lived on a reasonable salary, by choice. He made himself accountable to others, including his beloved Ruth. Billy recognized that the best of men are men at best, and he made every effort to safeguard against a scandal that would bring the honor of Christ into question.

Perhaps the best way for you and I to honor Billy Graham’s legacy is to share the gospel of Christ. Never forget that right now is the right time to do that, because “the buses will wait.”

Now, for Dr. Graham, none of those dignitaries matters. The global heads of state and the American Presidents from Truman to Trump, they are yesterday’s news. Billy Graham has seen Jesus. And Jesus is more than enough.

Pastor Charles