Tonight I met a local pastor at Peebles Barbecue. Peebles is your classic, minimalistic, hole-in-the-wall, looks like a dump but smells incredibly good, southern BBQ portal of goodness. The sauce, well, just drink it straight with a straw. My good friend Jonathan, if he reads this, if already drooling just a little.
I met with a local pastor to discuss the needs of their gathering in the area of worship through music. A typical situation: fairly traditional church needs some help coming into modernity. Not for the sake of doing what's new, but in obedience to the call to reach those seeking rather than simply make comfortable those who already have a pew.
He is passionate. He cares. He cares enough to move slowly and purposefully in love.
It was refreshing.