I read this story just a little while ago on Tre Lawrence’s blog, between realities. In the church, and among youth pastors in particular, we belong to each other. Though I’d never personally met Frank Harris, the YP at Pendergrass Baptist Church in Cleveland, GA, in Christ he is my family; thusly, I grieve with his wife and children, and all those whom he clearly lived to serve.
This past Sunday, after service, Frank Harris called home. Apparently, he had found two people that needed help and he decided to give them a ride. You see, Frank Harris didn’t take his church hat off; he didn’t rationalize excuses to drive away. He saw an opportunity to serve, and he took it. It is a little unclear as to whether he knew the couple; it is assumed they were strangers.
Later that day, his lifeless body was found in an empty field, the victim of murder, most likely at the hands of the very people he had helped. He left behind a wife and three kids.
Please, if you feel so led, click here to read the whole story, and make a gift to help this family carry on and know they aren’t alone.