Remembering My Former Pastor
Earlier this month, I found out my former Pastor passed away.
He was born in 1926 & had a wonderful & full life , he was always reaching out to anyone who needed anything.
He wasn't just a preacher , he LIVED what he preached.
As I sit to write this, I'll admit I miss him very much.
I knew him for near literally my whole life, him & his wife were like grandparents to me in a sense.
I remember when I was growing up, his wife always had life savers candies for the children in our congregation.
I remember one time (after I was grown) Pastor invited me to go eat with him & we talked for a long time.
It's still one of my fondest memories of him to this day.