He said ,"If you hurry, you and I can meet him." This was so fun for us to get an opportunity to not only meet Tim, but also tell him how much his preaching had meant to us. Stephen called me and told me to come quickly to the place where he had been hearing Tim speak. It was during this tour that I remember passing a little house on the church property that had a sign out front that said "GriefShare." It caught my eye and I thought I wonder what GriefShare is? Pam and I settled at her house and visited. Pam took me and gave me the tour of Christ Presbyterian day school and church grounds. Benton invited Stephen to go with him to hear Tim Keller speak to the area pastors in Nashville that afternoon. It had been several years since we had seen Todd, so the fact that we were getting to kick off this weekend seeing him and catching up was a treat. Todd had led a guy’s Bible study which was very encouraging in Stephen’s early days as a Christian. Todd was the RUF intern at Mississippi State when we were in college. The weekend kicked off with the Benton’s meeting us for lunch along with another friend of ours, Rev. Pam and Wilson are dear family friends and were instrumental in helping Westminster begin in Greenwood. The event was held at Christ Presbyterian Church. The reason we were particularly excited about hearing him speak this time was the fact there would be an opportunity for us to meet Tim and get him to sign our book. We had been to hear Tim preach several times at his church in New York City, Redeemer Presbyterian. After all, it was Tim’s two sermons entitled “The Gospel and Your Wealth” and “Creation, Care, & Justice” that had convicted us and called us to make some changes in our personal life with our finances and the way we lived. If you were ever near Stephen’s truck, it was almost certain that you would hear Tim’s voice over the stereo. We both had been profoundly changed by Tim Keller’s sermons. Stephen and I were so excited to be heading to Nashville to hear Tim Keller speak on his second book, The Prodigal God.
Do I ask her how her children died? Do I ask such a personal question to someone I had just met? Would I look nosey for asking or callous for not asking? As Nancy and I sat and talked she shared with me that she and her husband, David, had buried two of their three children. While we were getting acquainted, Pam Benton came up and was so thrilled that I had met her good friend, Nancy Guthrie. We had both arrived a couple of hours early to claim our coveted front row seats. It was obvious this woman had the same excitement as I did to hear our speaker.
As I sat patiently waiting on the event to begin, a woman came and sat beside me on the front row commenting that her husband would be coming shortly after their son’s basketball game ended.
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