I once saw a shirt at a cross country meet that read, “My sport is your sport’s punishment.” I literally laughed out loud as I read it. It’s one of those instances when something is funny because it’s true. In most athletic pursuits, running is a means to an end, not the end itself. Running is used to condition a body, to prepare it for the rigors of athletic competition. It strengthens the...
Over the last several weeks, several memories have popped up on my social media feeds, reminding me of the emergence of the coronavirus and the cascade of developments that quickly followed. I can still remember where I was sitting, what I was wearing, and how I was feeling as I typed the first message to the people of First Baptist Church. I’m somewhat of a germaphobe, so certain aspects of our...
I have a word of the day calendar sitting on my nightstand. My wife and kids got it for me this past Christmas. I’ve wanted one for quite some time now, since I was in high school, to be exact. A good friend who attended school with me had one. I’m not sure if it was the calendar or the fact that he was disgustingly intelligent, but he was never without an interesting, if not insanely obscure...
Sunday, March 14th, represents one of my least favorite days of the year. I have no issue with that particular day of the year during most calendar years, but this year it has the inauspicious and ignominious task of serving as the day we begin Daylight Saving Time here in the US of A. In my humble opinion, it is the single most annoying and inconvenient practice in American culture. But, like it...
I took a white water rafting class for P.E. credits when I was in college. It was, without question, the most enjoyable class I have taken in my entire life. We spent two days in a classroom talking about principles of white water rafting. I don’t remember most of what the professor said during those two days in class. As you might expect from a college aged kid, I just wanted to get out on the...
On July 20, 1969 at approximately 10:56pm Eastern Standard Time, Neil Armstrong stepped out of the lunar lander and placed his foot on the moon, becoming the first man to walk on the celestial body. At that time, he famously declared, “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.” Many have written over the years in attempts to dissect and discern the reasons why Armstrong chose...
Snowmageddon has descended upon southern Indiana. I’m not sure how much snow we’ve gotten over the last few days, but I’m willing to argue that there is more snow on the ground at this moment in time than we’ve seen in the previous four-plus years. Everyone who’s held onto that snow blower for the eventuality of a winter storm or purchased one on sale “just in case” is feeling all sorts of...
If you join us for worship at First Baptist Church on any given Sunday morning, whether online or in-person, you will notice a coffee mug on the podium next to my Bible. It is usually filled with coffee, which I pour into said mug right before the service begins. I wait until the last possible moment in hopes that when we are done singing and I begin preaching the contents of the mug will be at a...
Every winter, Seymour, Indiana goes to the birds in the very best of ways. Local wildlife authorities estimate that somewhere between 20,000 and 45,000 Sandhill Cranes call this region home. Sometime around late November or early December they begin showing up in the sky above and the fields around town. They are usually heard before they are seen, though. They aren’t exactly the quietest of...
Long before I became a student at Appalachian Bible College in Beckley, West Virginia, my family would frequently head out to campus for long weekends to visit some close friends. (Consequently, those close friends are now family, but that is a different story for a different time.) My friends lived on the campus of ABC in townhouses for married students and their families. There was a small army...
Jeremy Myers is the Lead Pastor of First Baptist Church of Seymour, Indiana, where he has served since 2017. He has over 25 years of experience in local church ministry and not-for-profit leadership. He has a passion for helping emerging and existing generations learn to make space for each other and caring for the under-served and marginalized. In 2016, he earned his Doctor of Ministry degree from Palmer Theological Seminary, with his thesis focusing on developing connections between senior adults and youth in the church. He is a passionate and gifted communicator and is regularly invited to speak at retreats, camps, conferences, and other events. He lives in Seymour, Indiana with his wife Robyn, their two children, Mikayla and JJ, and their Golden Doodle, Evie.
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