Anita and I haven't had a baby in three years. That doesn't seem real. My youngest daughter is about to turn three. We celebrated her birthday a little early since we'll be in Disney on her actual birthday. How beautiful is she?!
Originally planned for only two weeks, our Wednesday night series at The ELEMENT has had so much response that we at NSM are considering extending “Hi My Name Is” for another week or two. This series is based on the huge issue of prejudice and labels. Week one was focused on the fact that we all label others; many times without even really knowing them. Week 2 was teaching that when we label ourselves we’re actually labeling God. Please continue to pray for NSM and all that God is doing at Northwood Church. Enjoy the series bumper below.
My name is Phillip McCart. I'm a thirty-one year old husband, father and student pastor. Years ago I went to vote for the very first time and I shook your hand. I was impressed. As I moved all over the Southeast I still followed your success as a politician and was encouraged by your walk with God.
Yesterday I heard your most recent news. Today I watched your press conference. I couldn't watch yesterday due to busyness and frankly, I just didn't want to believe what I'd heard. Unfortunately in my circles (that being the circle of Southern Christian Church people) compassion is in low supply. While we live and preach a life covered by grace and forgiveness, we are slow to extend the grace we have so freely received.
As I watched your press conference, my heart broke. My hopes for your future and the high place of honor I'd given you fell. My heart broke for your wife; for your children; for your closest friends; for the thousands of people you have influenced. But mostly my heart broke for you. I'm hurting for you. I'm not hurting because of you. I'm hurting for you. I know you must feel lower than you ever have. You are still God's child. You are covered in His grace.
Lately there have been many public announcements of infidelity. I'm sorry you are one of those many. I'm sorry that you will be made fun of; ridiculed; outcast; shunned; forgotten. I want you to know that I believe you are truly repentant. I saw an honest heart of brokenness as you spoke. I'm choosing to believe the best in you not because of your former reputation but because our Father chooses to believe that about you.
As silly as this might sound, I would love to meet you and shake your hand once again. I would like to in some small way begin to change the reputation of the American Christian Church. I would like to pray for you and with you. I'd like to share a cup of coffee and hear you laugh at a joke. As I imagine there hasn't been much laughter for you lately. I'd like to see you holding on to the promise that He will "never leave you or forsake you." Thank you for your service to our State. Please do whatever God calls you to do to reconcile yourself to Him, your wife and your children. As a Student Pastor in Charleston if there is anything I can do to assist you and your family, please don't hesitate to ask. You are loved.
I’m still in awe of God’s answer to our prayers. And while we’re currently trying to figure out how to come up with $2200 for another new transmission for our Ford Explorer (replaced it less than a year ago), nothing can steal my joy from this amazing moment and the expectation that I’m filled with these days. I hope you enjoy the video.
We had a baby doctor appointment this morning. I'm having a son. I'm having a son. I'M HAVING A SON!!!!! I can't say it without crying. Thank you God for answering my silly selfish prayer. Thank you Anita for caring about this so much for me. Thank you everyone for praying that God would grant our request.
Sorry folks. It’s just been a non-blog season for me. But my attention was recently steered to this incredible video that once again reminded me that “Phillip’s not creative.” So without further ado…I give you “Her Morning Elegance.”