Today Ronnie Sams went on to be with the Lord after a long battle with cancer. Ronnie was my grandmother’s preacher when I was a child growing up in Indiana and his family has been a friend of my family for a long time. My grandmother was Ronnie’s secretary at the church (Center Christian Church, Mays, IN) for I believe over a decade, and he was always good to me when I visited. I went to college with his son Marcelle, and Lisa is great friends with his sister, Patti. His brother, Phip, was my minister at my home church as a child. In fact, Phip rushed me to the hospital as a five year old after I busted my head on a pole in the church building. I had to get six stiches in my head.
Anyway, I digress, I didn’t know Ronnie too well except to say as a little boy I was fascinated by his office at the church. It was filled with books! And I love books! From him I just immediately got this understanding that preachers study the word of God and then explain the word of God to the church. This is the primary job of a preacher. In an indirect fashion Ronnie influenced my philosophy of ministry just by having fascinating books on the shelf. My grandma wouldn’t let me flip through the pages though. All I could do was read the titles.
So thanks Ronnie for influencing my preaching philosophy. Thanks for preaching the word of God. And thanks for having a great family. And as your brother used to sing with my Mom accompanying on the piano, I know you are saying, “I’ll rise again!” I’ll see you at the resurrection!