My Observations from 2017 SBC in Phoenix

by H.B. Charles | Jun 15, 2017 | Personal, personal stuff

I have just returned from the Southern Baptist Convention’s Annual Session in Phoenix, Arizona. It was a busy but blessed week. Having preached five times Sunday (a big mistake I do not intend to repeat), I caught a flight to Phoenix through Atlanta. The flight to...

If You Can Keep From Preaching, Do It!

by H.B. Charles | Nov 30, 2012 | personal stuff, Preaching

One day, I had a conversation with a friend who was seeking to discern whether the Lord was calling him to pastoral or pulpit ministry. As he discussed it with me, he noted that he had mentioned this matter to me several times before without comment from me. He was...

I Want More Than Four More Years!

by H.B. Charles | Nov 7, 2012 | Pastoral Ministry, personal stuff, Shiloh

Four years ago, a monumental election took place. And right in the middle of the election, the economy collapsed. But I was not paying attention. I had monumental issues going on in my life and ministry that I was preoccupied with. During the summer of 2008, I was...

The Neglected Blessing of a Loving Congregation

by H.B. Charles | Jun 8, 2012 | Leadership, Pastoral Ministry, personal stuff

I was in the middle of a spectacular church fight. It was my first pastorate. I was barely 21. And I had reached my “Popeye” moment. “That’s all I can stand, and I can’t stands no more!” There were several out-of-town speaking...

A Older Man, Still A Young Preacher

by H.B. Charles | Feb 11, 2012 | personal stuff, Special days

Several months ago, one of our staff pastors shared with me how an older pastor had offended him with unkind words. I tried to encourage him. I don’t remember exactly what I said. But it went something like this: “Don’t worry about it. Older preachers have a way of…...

Our 13th Wedding Anniversary

by H.B. Charles | Dec 12, 2011 | Crystal, Marriage, personal stuff

Thirteen years ago today I was blessed to marry the love of my life, Crystal. Crystal and I met in high school. Los Angeles High School. Go Romans! I was a senior. She was in the tenth grade. We met in Coach Williams World History Class. We sat next to each other. And...