I
attended a relatively large church in Tampa during my tenure as a personnel
clerk at MacDill Air Force Base. During one series of nightly
revival meetings, and as the final service concluded Pastor Matheny invited the
congregation to ‘q up’ and say our ‘farewells’ to the visiting evangelist.
While I have long
since forgotten the name of the itinerant preacher, I will never forget one
especially peculiar trait which he displayed on a recurring basis. For you see,
at times he would get ‘so wound up’ that it seemed he needed to release his
emotional mainspring. And thus, after this admonition or that bit of spiritual
insight he’d kick out his right leg like he was punting a football, and shout,
‘Hallelujah.’
Be that as it
may, as I finally neared the somewhat quirky evangelist, and reached out to
shake his hand, he looked me in the eyes, and offered me what was perhaps the
two most singular words in all of my life.
“Stay Encouraged!”
Though almost
half a century has come and gone since that evening, and though this dear man
may have, by now, passed from the earth, I have never forgotten his words, and
they have buoyed me up, and afforded me courage when I might have, otherwise,
simply given up.
And I think there
is no more fitting manner in which to conclude what I have begun, nor anything
more crucial I could offer than to pass that proverbial baton on to you; the
one I received when I shook the preacher’s hand.
“Stay Encouraged!”
by William McDonald, PhD. Copyright Pending
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