Inaugural Service

Made it to Jonesville, VA and back in one piece. Thought I was going to drive off the top of a mountain at one point, but that’s a different story.

The service was nice. Reminded me a lot of my church growing up. No, not Crossroads. Earlier. Bethany, to be exact. Main differences were we didn’t have an organ, since we were in a law office building, we had communion (as you find in most Christian churches), and the preacher is younger than Brother Taylor was.

I pulled out my sermon on Ephesians 5:15-20 that I did a year ago and revamped it for today’s service. Since I didn’t have much notice to prepare anything from “scratch,” I was glad that I’ve kept all of my old sermons. It needed a facelift, but that was more for the presentation than the content. Guess it wasn’t too bad, since they have asked me to preach again next week. I’m not sure what’s going on next weekend but I’ll probably be able to do it.

Counting myself, there were 10 in attendance. If you don’t count the 6 year-old twins, I was the youngest one there by at least 20 years. That was a little bit of a surprise, but that’s OK.

After the service, the charter members had their pictures taken. OK – I took their picture. I’m sure that will end up in the Standard someday.

They took me to lunch. Good food. Good company.

Wore my black suit.

Don’t expect an update from every “preaching tour” stop. This was a unique situation, though. Those poor saps are forever stuck with me in their history books as having preached the sermon on their first Sunday service.

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Howdy. I'm Matt. My wife, Christy, and I have four kids and two dogs, I'm passionate about orphan care. I'm a die-hard fan of the Evansville Aces, the Indiana Hoosiers, and Star Wars. I'm trying to live life by the Todd family motto: "It behooves us to live!"
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