Thursday, November 17, 2011

Gigantor and Teeny: Brief Spew on Friendship

The elders were hiring me as a the Preaching Minister alongside their hiring of a Worship Minister.  The two most visible ministers on a Sunday morning, and outside a brief phone conversation about cable TV (priorities), we met for the first time one minute prior to the start of Sunday morning worship.  The only thing I knew about him, "He's tall and he has lots of energy." So,I'm thinking, "I hope I like this singing giant."  And he is thinking, "I hope I like this preaching Hobit!" It could have been a disaster!

But it wasn't! Kent Rogers became, not only a great colleague, but one of my dearest friends.  I'm short; he's tall. I can't sing; he can. I like to run and eat hummus; he likes to sunbathe and eat Butterfingers (and loses weight).  I'm a sprint eater; he's a pace eater.  I organize visually on a whiteboard; he organizes with lists on a yellow pad.  I like hip-hop; he likes classic rock.  I'm young; he's old-er.  You get the idea, so how did such a friendship grow?

First, we love God, incompletely, but we do.  Second, we love the Church.  Third, we love Michael Jackson and both of us think we can dance.  Fourth, we love creativity and new ideas.  Fifth, we appreciate the arts.  Sixth, our wives love each other. Seventh, we decided to share our crap with each other early in our friendship.  Eighth, we love to eat.  Ninth, we love to laugh.

Some of our best times came working on video intros for Sunday AM worship.  Most people missed them because of the great fellowship occurring around the auditorium, but we had a blast creating ideas and then filming them.  Here's one we did together.


I believe God placed Kent in my life for such a time as this... the last sixth months.  He is a man of God, a man of integrity, an extremely gifted worship leader and minister, and he oozes creativity. I owe him so much.  (By the way, Kent is currently in transition as a Worship Minister.  Hire him! You'll get much more than a great worship leader.  His wife Rocks Cleveland too!)

We all want to have a burning bush moment where God calls us by name out of the fire.  But so many times God reveals himself through those he places in our circle of friendship.  I have seen God in Kent.  Look around... do you see God in the faces of those around you?

For when we came into Macedonia, this body of ours had no rest, but we were harassed at every turn—conflicts on the outside, fears within. But God, who comforts the downcast, comforted us by the coming of Titus... (II Cor. 7:5-6)

4 comments:

  1. Teeny, I've been reading your blog since you started posting a couple of months ago, but I wasn't expecting this one. I laughed. I cried. I moonwalked.

    I can honestly say that our friendship has been mutually beneficial. Sure, there were times over the summer that I wanted to have WWF smack-down on your face...but I got over that. Like you said, only when we lose the facade, and put our crap on the table, can we really walk through it with each other. Dude, we may not be leading a body of believers right now, but we are the church! I love you...and your freaky 5-finger shoes!

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  2. Kent, What a great friend you have been to my husband! And to me... Charlton and I owe our lives to you and Anne-Marie! Thank you!! You stood by us in the thick and the thin of it! We love you dearly and consider you part of our family. What a great team you and Charlton make! Love you Rogers!

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  3. Man how I miss seeing both of you on a Sunday morning. I too am finding myself in a time of transition within my church life, which will be interesting see what God has planned for that. Both of you meant a lot to me, and I appreciated all the times we had together. I hope that we can continue that somehow. Your story of how the two of you met made me think of how I met both of you in the same day. Charlton I came over and invaded your house with the college group as we waited to help Kent move in. Kent you and I discovered we have brothers with the same name. I also tried to move your teeny tiny little car. How in the world do you fit in that thing? That alone should make people believe in miracles. I am glad to see you are doing well. Take care my friends. Kevin Dawson.

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