Text: Mark 12:28-31
While in seminary at Southeastern, the name W. W. Finlator and Pullen Church would surface from time to time when people spoke of ministers and churches where there was a genuine openness to understand the Gospel, our faith and the place of ministry in our time. Pullen was also where Annette worshiped the last two years as a student at Meredith College. So it was not difficult to select the church we would attend and eventually join when we moved to Raleigh the fall of 1968.
Annette and I lived in Richmond, Virginia, for the first four years of our marriage where I was Associate Pastor of Westhampton Baptist Church and attended one year at Virginia Commonwealth University working on a Masters of Social Work. During that time, our first son, Jim, was born.
When we came to Raleigh, I needed a church which would give me the opportunity to worship and learn, but not put pressure on me to assume positions of leadership. At that point, I had enough to do and learn as a new member of the staff of the YMCA of Raleigh and as Assistant Director of Camp Sea Gull and Camp Seafarer. This church gave me the right to say “no, thank you” with no pressure or guilt.