Pastor now at Timbergrove
JANUARY 26, 2008 (SATURDAY)
When my son, Dwight, moved from Houston to Rockport two years ago he stored his furniture in Houston. Today Dwight and I will move some of my stuff and his stuff to the house I will occupy in the Houston Heights as I pastor the Timbergrove Baptist Church. My daughter, Dianna, and her family will meet us with their truck and help us.
Sunday morning I will begin my work as pastor of the Timbergrove Baptist Church. I was pastor of these wonderful folks 2004-2006. Then I returned to Rockport, where I had retired ten years earlier, to become the interim pastor as the search for a pastor took place for one and one-half years.
The church at Timbergrove called Brother Glen Ray as their pastor, and he did a wonderful job. He loves the people and is a very enthusiastic, optimistic person. He has been a wonderful blessing. He resigned about the same time the church at Rockport got their new pastor, Scott Jones, and “turned me loose,” naming me “Pastor Emeritus” as a parting gift. During the interim at Rockport, I made new friends and reunited with old friends. We all experienced anew the fellowship of love that only God gives.
Dwight will continue to live in our house in Rockport, and I will visit from time to time I’m sure. I am looking forward to experiencing the ties of Christian love that bind together the hearts of the people at Timbergrove, who accepted me from “day one” when I became the pastor in 2004.
So this may be the last blog for a while, until I get set up in the big city. I say “may” because it’s possible that I could have access through the computers of others, as I wait to be connected to the internet. If so, I will continue to write each day that I can. Since the first blog May 11, 2007, I have managed to have something to say every day. As the masthead says, “essays of importance, triviality, and in-between.” As Forrest Gump said, quoting his mom about life, my blog is “like a box of chocolates; you never know what you will get.”