At a Baptist Church in the deep south, male leaders are taking turns filling the pulpit in the absence of a pastor.
If you don\'t like my decision, you know where the doors are..
The old man paused and pointed an aged finger toward the foyer.
All I\'m going to tell you at the moment is that she\'s a widow, and she has served as a long-time missionary in Africa.
I\'m going to furnish her a home and a car.
I\'m going to pay her salary.
In two weeks from now, on Easter Sunday, I\'m bringing in a lady pastor.
Eyebrows all across the auditorium instantly lifted.
And there\'s nothing anybody can do about it.
Therefore, I\'ve made a unilateral decision.
And I still hold the deed to the property.
But I\'m not dead.
The agreement at the time was that when my brother and I are deceased, the deed to the property and all the buildings will transfer to the church.
Before I make my announcement, I should remind you that my brother, when he was still alive, and I built this church building on our property with our money.
So, I\'ve decided to do something about it.
The two previous pastors have nearly destroyed our church.
But at this point I honestly don\'t care
I\'m angry.
And it\'s going to upset many of you.
Rather I\'m going to make an announcement.
I\'ve decided not to teach this morning, he declares.
Two weeks before Easter, one of the leaders--an eighty-year-old millionaire--looks out over the congregation of sixty people.
At a Baptist Church in the deep south, male leaders are taking turns filling the pulpit in the absence of a pastor
