The moment I stepped off the plane and onto the tarmac, I could feel "it." Something special in the Lynchburg air. In the unseasonably cool and gentle breeze. In the lush green foilage of Virginia, the surrounding mountains ... memories of last I was here.
Then, it was the summer of 1982 and I was forunate enough to hitch a ride one late summer's night, traveling back with him - on his own, private jet - from a ministry event in South Carolina. Now, stepping off a US Airways prop-driven plane, I am here again; and he - Dr. Jerry Falwell - is gone.
Home.
Indeed, it is only the second time I have returned to Lynchburg in the past 25 years. And this time, I have come at the invitation of Dr. Falwell's son, Jonathan, to attend the Innovate Church Conference at Thomas Road Baptist Church. Best of all, I am here not as a speaker, but again as a student and disciple, to both listen and to learn, to hear God speak to me as He often did so many years ago in college and as an eventual graduate of Liberty University.
The fact is, I remain in heart and soul, one of "Jerry's Kids," motivated and believing that I can change the world, A Champion for Christ. More than anything else, this is the "it" I feel.
And I got "it" from him. Here.
Home.
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