I am a middle child. While some kids don’t like being in the middle, I loved it.  I always had a playmate!  Of course, I also had more than a few conflicts with my older sister and younger brother. With my sister, the conflicts would happen when I rebelled against her self-appointed leadership.  With my brother, he sometimes chafed under my decision to rule with a (small) iron fist. Little did I know at the time, my childhood is an example of what sinful following and sinful leadership look like.
In his sermon on Sunday, Chris preached on Mark 3:7-12. Near the end of his sermon, Chris made the statement that “leaders serve and followers submit.” He then made a statement that I wrote down Continue Reading →
			
		
A mom looked embarrassed and frustrated as she searched for gifts to donate to a shelter. Her young son whined and cried, “I want that! Why do you have to give it to other kids? It’s for me!” The mom calmly tried to explain that these gifts were for children who didn’t have “ANYTHING,” then the little boy stared right into his mommy’s eyes and said, “You don’t love me if you won’t buy that for me!”
When I began my financial planning practice in the mid-‘80s, Rich and Cindy were among my first clients.  Rich was a fellow deacon in our church and also the lead lay teacher for the youth group.  In his early thirties, Rich was a building superintendent for a major construction company, while Cindy was a stay-at-home mom caring their two children.
I love our church. I love what God is doing in and through our church. I love the people. I love the teaching. In the midst of this love-fest for FBC, sometimes I can find myself feeling something that is nothing like love: pride.