It’s been a tough couple of weeks (really couple of months) in the SBC. Leaders have fallen. Sin has been revealed. There is a heaviness that rests over our Southern Baptist family as we head into our annual meeting this week
A friend recently said, “Tell me why I should stay.” Those are sobering words. I must admit that similar thoughts have passed through my mind. But I will be in Dallas. I want to be part of the solution. I believe that God can and will continue to use the Southern Baptist Convention.
So as I listened to the words of Fanny Crosby, they became my prayer for the SBC.
Pass me not, O gentle Savior,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.Savior, Savior,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.Let me at Thy throne of mercy
Find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
Help my unbelief.Trusting only in Thy merit,
Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by Thy grace.Thou the spring of all my comfort,
More than life to me;
Whom have I on earth beside Thee?
Whom in heaven but Thee?
The song is often sung during the invitation time of a church worship service. The idea is that we do not want Jesus to pass us by as He calls His sheep to Himself. But as I listened to this song, I was reminded that Christ will build His Church. The gates of hell will not prevail against it. He will accomplish His purposes with or without the Southern Baptist Convention. But this is my prayer as we gather this week in Dallas: “Pass us not, O gentle Savior.”
