Remembering Edson Taft ‘Bill’ Lewis Jr.

I have lost a dear, dear friend, colleague and brother.

A thousand, thousand thanks!

‘He was known at home and in the community as a man who loved mercy, sought justice and walked humbly with God. He was with Martin Luther King, Jr. at the “I Have A Dream” speech and the Selma-Montgomery March. He had a passion for bringing people together from all walks of life to make the world a better place.’

I remember him as one who helped me know myself simply by saying, ‘when you are cut, you bleed justice…’

I remember him as one who offered acceptance in Christ however radical my thinking turned.

I remember him as one with whom I confided things I have said to no other living person.

I remember him as one who could hear and bear graciously the accumulated frustration of a lifetime of living among Christians.

I remember him as one who answered complex dilemmas with clear, solid and gracious council.

I remember his ability to bring grace and perspective to salvage seemingly irredeemable situations.

I remember him swaying church bodies with sheer force of mind, knowledge of history and good order, and powers of vision and oration.

I remember the instant flash of his eyes and smile whenever I walked into a peer group meeting, and his arms outstretched to embrace me.

I remember him asking ‘what have you been reading lately,’ and being amazed to learn that he’d been there and suggesting further reading.

I remember his work with Pastors for Peace and his willingness to defy offical policies because they are unjust.

I remember his persistent insistence on justice, and his ability to retain hope for a world of peace and justice even as injustice seemed to prevail.

I remember his willingness to share heartbreak from his own family, and seeing how the loss of a brother shaped and deepened his love of justice.

Although I will miss Bill’s presence and titanic intellect, I find that his perspective and love of justice so informs my own spirit, it is as though he is still here and always will be. Knowing Bill as I have, and sharing our love of justice, I feel that his departure enriches and makes more real to me something that we call, ‘communion of the saints.’

Friend Day and Friendship

Friendship and a lunch

Friend Day and Friendship

Ah — Friend Day. Friends are good. We’re supposed to be friendly because that is a good way to socialize others into our IFB sect. Besides, bible people had friends. So should we. What better way to show that we are friendly and to be friends than to host Friend Day!

Actually, the Christian’s calling is to be the presence of Jesus Christ to the world. That certainly is different. It involves plenty of things that may not be a part of friend day. For example in John 15:15, being friends means that Jesus tells his disciples everything. Perhaps I’m wrong, but I suspect that your average IFB sect may be a little less forthcoming.

If Friend Day is exactly what the Bible means by friendship, maybe someone will set me straight on all this. It’s just that Friend Day looks a little too plastic and fake to be particularly ‘inviting’ to me…