Copyright 2011 by Greg Surratt
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The laughing brain engages more than the bored brain. Prepare to laugh, learn, and grow by reading Greg Surratts true life tales of family, marriage, church and leadership in IR-REV-REND. I couldnt put it down.
Dave Travis, co-author of Beyond Megachurch Myths
Greg Surratt is one of the most life-giving and wise leaders I know. He brings that insight and wisdom to the terrific book.
Jud Wilhite, pastor at Central Christian Church and author of Throw It Down
There are books and there are books that matter and make a difference. This is absolutely one that matters and makes a difference.
Brent Rowan, producer, musician, composer
This book is a lot like Greg: honest, funny, and entertaining, and at the same time, powerful, poignant, and thought provoking.
John Siebling, pastor at The Life Church of Memphis
This compelling book will inspire you to live your own brand of ir-rev-rence.
Joe Champion, author of Rocked and pastor at
Celebration Church
I can tell you this: Greg Surratt is one of the good guys.
Bob Buford, founder of Leadership Network and author of Halftime
Oh my gosh! Put down everything else and read this book. Vintage Surratt.
Michael Fletcher, author, and pastor at Manna Church
This book is a must read.
Jonathan Falwell, author, and pastor at Thomas Road Baptist Church
Greg Surratt is one of the most effective pastors Ive met building a church and then sending it out to minister in the community. A great model. He shares a lot of his common sense, down to earth wisdom in this book. Good advice for the church, and a good read.
Chuck Colson, founder of Prison Fellowship
(ded-i-kay-shuhn) noun
- the act of dedicating
- a formal, printed inscription in a book, piece of music, etc., dedicating it to a person, cause, or the like
- honoring some people whom I love very much
To Mom and Dad: Your example to us made following Jesus a very natural thing.
To Debbie: My wife, girlfriend, partner, and friend. Your belief in me helped us get started; your encouragement kept us going.
To my kids: Jason & Jenna, Josh & Lisa, Jessica & Josh, Jenny & Ben. Im amazed and proud of who you are becoming. (Your mother must have done something right.)
To Miles, Addison, Greta Kate, Everleigh, Rylan, Sadie, Emorie, Judah, Southerlyn, and all who will come after you. I wrote this for you, so that you would know the faith of your familyand how it all began.
(in-truh-duhk-shuhn) noun
- the act of introducing or the state of being introduced
- a preliminary part, as of a book, musical composition, or the like, leading up to the main part
- an explanation of why I wrote this book
I approached our recent vacation in Colorado with three lofty goals:
- Get a picture of a moose
- Buy some new cowboy boots
- Break 80 on eighteen holes of golf
I was successful on the first two. Golf, on the other hand, not so much. Some people say that the game got its name because all the other four-letter words were taken. On most days, Id have to agree.
We arrived in Denver a little before noon on a Friday, and in a couple of hours I was on the links in hot pursuit of the third goal. Since I didnt know anyone at the course, the starter randomly grouped me with three complete strangers.
The first was a guy about my age, a fair golfer and a nice enough guy. His name was John. The second was a very athletic salesman type; Randy was his name. He was an African American and a very good golfer (he complained about shooting 2 over par). We rode the cart together. Our fourth playing partner that hot July afternoon was a guy named Luke. He was an obvious octogenarian, very thin, very wrinkled, and he was pulling a cart full of clubs, intending to walk the entire eighteen holes.
I could sense right away Luke was going to be a problem. I hate doing anything slow, especially playing golf. My motto: Its okay to be bad. Its not okay to be slow. A little obnoxious, I know, but its true. You can play with anyone, as long as you keep up the pace. Im thinking, How slow could an eighty-six-year-old guy, pulling a walking cart, in 93-degree weather be? This was going to be a long, frustrating day, I told myself, not a good way to start the vacation.
I was wrong. It was an incredible experience. Luke turned out to be a real piece of work.
He was a good golfer. He played three or four times per week, and hed shot his age every year since he turned seventy-four. (For those of you who are not golfers, I will not take the time to explain how incredible that is, other than to say that it doesnt look like I will live long enough to ever accomplish said feat.)
I dont hit it as far as I used to, he said. But the truth was, almost every shot was straight. As far as keeping up, by the time my cart crisscrossed the golf course, chasing my oftentimes errant shots, Luke was usually somewhere near the middle of the fairway, pulling his clubs, waiting on me to hit the next ball.
But it wasnt the fact that he was a good golfer that made it an incredible experience. It was his story.
Luke had lived a lot of life in those eighty-six years. Hed worked in the mines in Butte, Montana, until the war broke out in 1940. He served his country with the greatest generation defending our freedoms for the next few years. Luke had faithfully attended Mass every week as long as he could remember, and then started helping as an altar boy in the late 1920s. (That certainly didnt keep him from offering a colorful commentary on misplaced shots from time to time.)
The most amazing thing about his story was that he had been married to the same woman for sixty-one years. More precisely, they had walked the aisle exactly sixty-one years ago from the day that we played golf together. Get it? An eighty-six-year-old man was celebrating his sixty-first wedding anniversary by walking eighteen holes with three complete strangers, in the hot Denver sun.
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