I was in Indianapolis for our first service in the depot. Everyone loved the building and we had a decent crowd for most of our regulars being gone. My son, Ben, led the worship but then we had technical problems with the sermon video. After several failed attempts to play the sermon, my friend, Jim Warrington, got up and shared a testimony and some things that God had laid on his heart. It was well received.
Meanwhile in Indianapolis, I attended the Westview Baptist Church with my Aunt Pauline. This is the first church that I remember attending as a child. It looked the same. My biggest memory of that church is my mom taking me out of the service for unruly behavior and giving me a whooping in the Ladies bathroom. On this day I behaved and enjoyed the message about casting our cares on the Lord. Mostly older members with a few children and I wonder what it would take to bring life back into this poor community inside the city limits. May the Lord guide me to the place where my light can shine the brightest.
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