It is Easter Sunday evening as I sit at my computer writing this Pastor’s Column. It has been a most eventful weekend and I am grateful for a few minutes to call my own, unwind, and relax.
This weekend, I had the honor and privilege of attending an honor’s award program at Columbus State University in Columbus, Georgia. My oldest son Jonathan was recognized as their 2014 Political Science Student of the Year. It’s quite an achievement for my son. Any father would be proud. I am!
It’s almost inconceivable to me that after marriage and raising a seventeen-year-old daughter, he went back to college and at thirty-eight years of age is a senior. Why, he should still be that little boy sitting on my lap with a pacifier in his mouth as I am talking on a CB Radio, or the little boy who struck out the side to send his Little League Baseball Team to the State finals. Where’d a lifetime go?
This weekend, I had the honor of taking my sweetheart, Marianne, on a date to Venucci’s Restaurant in LaGrange and afterwards to see the movie: Heaven Is For Real.
This weekend, I sat and beamed with pride as Jonathan’s daughter, Abigail, my oldest granddaughter, was one of the featured soloists at the Easter play presented by Faith Baptist Church: He Is Alive. She sang a beautiful rendition of Via Dolorosa.
This weekend, I had the honor of preaching the Easter Sunrise Service to approximately fifty-five wonderful people at Biker Church, located at HAWG Heaven Restaurant in Hogansville, Georgia. Many of those attendees will never darken the doors of a traditional church. But I sure am glad the Good Lord made a way for me to be with them to celebrate together the resurrection story – the old, old story of Jesus and His love.
This weekend, I had the honor of hearing a story about my youngest grandchild, Catherine, Jeremy’s six-year-old daughter, defending my honor. My daughter and son-in-law, Heather and Bernie Pasley were keeping Catherine. Marianne and I ran into Bernie at the mall. However, Heather and Catherine were in a different place in the mall, so we didn’t get to see them.
We also ran into Pastor Randall Hodge, who later saw Heather, Bernie, and Catherine. Randall walked up to Bernie and said, “Hello there, Bernie McCollough.” (Bernie just wishes!) Bernie replied, “Hey! Don’t be cussing me like that – calling me a McCollough!” Catherine bowed-up at her Uncle Bernie and said, “Uncle Bernie! That’s not nice! ‘Cause I’m a McCollough too. I’m the youngest McCollough!” You go Catherine!
This weekend, I had the joy of attending Resurrection Morning services at Teaver Road Baptist Church in LaGrange, Georgia where my youngest daughter, Stephanie Walker, directs the choir. She did at outstanding job with their Easter Cantata, plus my daughter Heather sang a lovely solo and my two sons-in-law also sang in the choir. And Pastor Danny Geter – wow! He hit a homerun with the sermon.
This weekend, I had the honor of having my family for lunch on Resurrection Sunday. I got to go into Paw-Paw mode. We hunted eggs, we played with the dogs, we laughed, and we enjoyed each other. And I watched Sydney, my seventeen–year-old granddaughter, desperately hunting the prize egg – for gas money. (Oh! How our priorities change!)
This weekend, I was reminded of the old saying, “Life is what happens to you on your way somewhere else.” You see, I’ve been on my way to heaven for a long, long time. And this weekend I was reminded that a wonderful life has happened to me – while on my way there. I am a blessed man. And I am grateful for the wonderful life the Christian life has brought me! I’m blessed! That’s all – just blessed! How about you?