By Rachel Coltharp
There was a man who took notice of sparrows; those that fell to the ground with broken wings. He noticed them, gathered them, bound their wings, and protected them from predators that would have likely made quick work of these wounded creatures. With gentle hands, he wiped the bloodied birds, wrapped the broken bones, and fed them until they mended. Then he gave them the confidence to fly again... and fly we did. Fly we do.
Who will take his place?
There are two answers...
There are two answers...
#1 Somebody else.
#2 Me.
It is not arrogance that replies with the second answer. It is what we are called to do; to notice the pain of others, to give sacrificially, to live for something BIGGER than ourselves. To cast every crown, every praise, every accolade at the feet of Jesus. To be Jesus in skin.
Who will take his place?
We will.
Long live the memory of the man who noticed, who was never too busy to shelter, to mend, and to teach us to fly.
We will.
Long live the memory of the man who noticed, who was never too busy to shelter, to mend, and to teach us to fly.
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Editor's Note: Bro. James L. Kilgore pastored in Houston, Texas for many years. Close friend of our Bishop, Charles R. Grisham, Bro. Kilgore was a man of vision and passion, with the heart of a servant. This tribute was written by Rachel Coltharp.
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