
It is hard to believe that only two weeks ago, Prentice was preaching to us at Otter Creek about making sure we have "no other gods before us".... now he is gone.
I had known of/about him for many years and went to church with his sister Linda at
Woodmont Hills. My mom told me she was at Lipscomb with him and he had been class president while she was there.
No, I didn't know him all that well, but he was such a blessing to Otter while he worked with us and taught us.
His death this week causes me to be reminded how quickly life can be taken away.
A month ago, I was singing on praise team and we were all in the "green room" backstage before going out to lead worship. About 15 minutes before church begins, everyone involved in the service for that Sunday meets together to go over the schedule and to pray. We had finished covering the details, and we were in a circle focusing on the huge responsibility we had of leading the church in worship-- we were trying to prepare our hearts and acknowledge that we were only God's
vessels to use as He chose for His glory. Prentice spoke up and said he had been reminded of how insignificant we all are while in Vermont earlier that week. He said a man had remarked to him, "Realize that the number of people who will attend your funeral is directly tied to how the weather happens to be that day!" We all laughed and thought it was quite funny-- yet true. It is so hard to believe that he is now gone, and that he died during Thanksgiving week.
Today I was blessed to lead worship again. The
Meador family, his wife Barbara, his children, his sister and others... were all seated up front to my left. The service was a pretty emotional one.... a video of Prentice was shown of his life which also contained clips from the last sermon he preached at Otter Creek just two weeks ago. It was very moving. The songs we sang were also very reflective and emotional.... Blessed Be Your Name, Great is Thy Faithfulness, He's Always Been Faithful, It is Well with My Soul.....
During "Great is Thy Faithfulness" I looked over at the
Meadors and wondered how hard it must be for them to sing these words so soon after Prentice's death. When we reached the chorus, I saw his wife Barbara stand and raise her hand! I was so moved-- tears filled my eyes and I couldn't sing another note! Immediately people all over the sanctuary begin to stand with her and sang out "Great is Thy Faithfulness, Lord unto me!" It was just so overwhelming. What a testimony she gave to all of us as she lifted her hands to praise the Lord who "gives and takes away." I will never forget that moment and I am so grateful to her for sharing that moment with Otter Creek-- and with me. I pray that I could respond in the same way if Scott is taken away from me suddenly (he just happened to be sitting directly behind her this morning and stood up right as she did to support her).
Otter Creek is such a special place and I am SO SO thankful to be somewhere that so easily and honestly shares emotion with one another. Tears are a part of the journey.
Praise God! Prentice has finished his journey. Thank you for encouraging all of us along the way.
You can watch his memorial service at held at Lipscomb
here.