Here’s an interesting blog post from a US preacher called Dave. Well, judge for yourself from these extracts. There is much in what he says which resonates with what Rupert Callender wrote yesterday.
This past Saturday I had the privilege of conducting a funeral service for a 21-year-old who died the week before in a motorcycle accident.
As the funeral crowd consisted mostly of self-titled, “motor heads,” it was definitely an audience that I didn’t quite connect with when it came to a passion for vehicles. For me, I ride a minivan and never really think a thing of it.
The most appropriate part of the funeral is what some would find the most inappropriate. I was done with my message the pianist began playing the last song. However, before the soloist had the opportunity to begin, a self-proclaimed “motor head” walked up to the front, grabbed the mic, and said, “I have something I want to say.”
Formality can sometimes cut off the most divine moments of clarity. I was glad for this young man’s courage to walk up to the mic and ignore “order of service” protocol, making an unforgettable mark on us all.
Read the whole post here.