He was a preaching phenomenon.
His gutteral prouncements, humorous anecdotes and impassioned pleas, either put you right into the shoes of an old testament hero or living on the road with Jesus.
Creative, bold, unique in every way.
We called him CM - last name: Ward.
I got to sing in a choir that ministered with him for over a year. C.M became a communications lab every time he spoke....and this story lingers in my mind as exemplifying his humanness and adeptness.
He was speaking in a large church.
The Senior Pastor had resigned and left not long ago.
For some reason, CM took to joking more and more about the pastor who had left, dubbing him with unusual traits and exaggerated moments. At first there was laughter, but as he contined, it turned quiet, and motionless....until someone stepped up to CM and whispered, "the present pastor is the son of the former pastor."
With that, CM pivoted a full 360 degrees and coming back to the microphone said: "Hello, I'm CM Ward and I need to start over."
How about you? Need to start over? Need to face a bit of stark reality? Feeling immensely humbled by life?
Face it.
Eat crow.
And start over.
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David, we have known each other for over 30 years and you know I have eaten a bit of crow in my time. Some of it at your behest. I can’t think of anything that is more important than humbling ourselves and facing what we need to face. Thanks for the encouragement.
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