Peanut Butter-n-Jelly and Theological Conversations, Part 1

Certain things naturally go together. More than thirty years ago Mack and I developed a friendship. Nearly every day of our senior year in high school we made the quick trip to my house for lunch. We did not hit O’Mealey’s just north of the school. We did not run up May Ave for a Whataburger or a Quarter Pounder at McDonald’s. No, we shared peanut butter-n-jelly sandwiches. And theology.

Sure we were high school bible nerds. We both participated in our high school Youth For Christ meetings. We both were convinced we would one day enter ministry in a local church and pastor. We both earned our bachelor degrees from Baptist schools. We both would earn MDiv’s. And we both have now pastored or served on the staff of a local church more than half our lives.

When Patty and I moved to Dallas in the fall of 1985, we lived across the parking lot from Mack and Kris. We are both now grandparents. Oddly Mack posted to his Facebook after his grandson was born that his wife was now a grandmother. I worked for Mack briefly as a “painter’s helper.” And boy did he need help after me. We worked for the same pool cleaning service while working on degrees.

Some things just go together.

What were some of our conversations? I want to tell a bit of that story in the following posts. Part of the impetus is thinking through the implications of reading David Fitch’s, The End of Evangelicalism. Stay tuned.

About the Author
Husband to Patty. Daddy to Kimberly and Tommie. Grandpa Doc to Cohen, Max, Fox, and Marlee. Pastor to Snow Hill Baptist Church. Graduate of Oklahoma Baptist University and Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. Reading. Photography. Golf. Colorado. Jeeping. Friend. The views and opinions expressed here are my own and should not be construed as representing the corporate views of the church I pastor.

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