On the last day of the Passion conference I attended in the
late ‘90s, I walked down to the stage with the college students who were with
me from the church where Charlie and I were leaders. After seeing his face and
goatee so massively displayed on the enormous video screens above, it was a
relief to watch him turn to us and retreat from the many other conference
attendees/fans who were vying for his attention.
The stage was some five or six feet high. Charlie sat down
on its edge with his legs crossed to say hello. I have never seen Charlie be
anything on stage that he isn’t off stage. The same was true for that
conference. Still, it was good to look my brother in the face and know him. The
surreality of the stage and the enormity of the venue were finished like waking
from a funky dream, and there he was again, a bona fide human being.
While I don’t keep up with him much anymore, all that I know
and continue to witness of Charlie’s ministry continues to inspire. He is an honest
relief. While my Reformed and Charismatic selves are conflicted, Charlie has pressed
on for a couple decades with a simplicity and purity and a thoughtfulness that
lends gravity and trustworthiness to Passion. I get overwhelmed with all that
can come off as sensational, emotional and sentimental in contemporary worship
circles, and then there’s Charlie and Dustin and Quint, still doing their
thing.
3 comments:
I appreciate this. Thanks for the insight. It's meaningful on two levels. I live in the middle of the passion circle (athens, ga) and the thought of the sensation and emotion of the whole thing often enters my mind and skews my thought about the whole event. Your words brought some peace of mind.
I left a big long comment on the other blog-sorry I can't post here! Blogger!!! (shakes fist). Let's keep this convo going!
Michael, thanks for reading! Miss you!
Dustin, yeah blogger/gmail can require patience.
Anybody else, see Dustin's thoughtful comments on The Twelve blog: http://tinyurl.com/bzvlp8y
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