As I watched Mr. Ogwyn give the Pentecost sermon, I kept wondering: "When was this taped?" "How sick was he when he taped this?" "You know, he doesn't appear to be doing too bad!" And then Monday, I got the news that he was GRAVELY ill. Even as the reports got worse, I didn't really think he would die. I knew he could, but I didn't think he would. Same as with Mr. Carl McNair. As soon as I saw Mr. B's phone number on my caller ID, I knew what had happened. It's certainly a shock, and his family and the church in general are in my prayers. I'm not worried about him; his suffering, his battles (against Satan, the world, and the flesh), and the incredible responsibility of being an overseer of so many congregations are now over. He is asleep, and he went to sleep called, chosen, and faithful. May I do half as well in my Christian walk. Neither am I worried about the church - God is able to raise up stones to finish the Work if necessary. (I'm speaking of the church as an entity, not of individuals within the church. I know many are hurting, bewildered, and shocked, and I DO care about what they're going through.)
People like him, Mr. McNair, Mr. Meredith, Mr. Bryce, Priscilla, Annette Burdette, Ronnie Poole, Darrel & Patti Ridgeway, and MHB et al. are heroes/heroines, the likes of which this world is not worthy. God speed the day when those who have fallen asleep in Christ arise to receive their gift of eternal life, and their reward. Let's make sure that we're their to rejoice with them and renew these relationships which I like to think of as being on "temporary hiatus".
Rest in peace, Mr. Ogwyn. You are missed. It always amazed me how you were able to discover information that no one else seemed to bring out in the Scriptures, even though the information was right there all along.
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