A Ghost Story

           Our church has a ghost, according to some. We have this large multi-storied building with lots of rooms and closets, two full basements, machinery rooms, hiding places under stairwells, two interior towers with hidden access points, a vast attic and at least four underground tunnels. Some of the tunnels have lights; one of the towers has a third level hidden look-out over the entire sanctuary. Youth overnight lock-ins can generate all kinds of eerie sounds and wild imaginations. The ghost story, though, is probably my fault.

            In the late 1970’s there was a felt need among some of us to modernize the choir loft and pulpit area and to extend and lower the front platform to provide room for large weddings and musical programs. New, moveable choir railings were built with detachable handbell tables that could be added for special occasions. The work was all accomplished by the people of the church. During that period I verified a story about Rev. Pat Murphy that I had a hunch about. I was preaching from Nehemiah about  rebuilding the walls of Jerusalem. The completion of the church building was Pat Murphy’s dream. My question was simply “Did he use the biblical names for his opponents of the church building project, from Nehemiah?” “Oh, yes,” was the answer.

           Rev Pat Murphy In the late 1990’s we embarked on a project to change the sanctuary lighting fixtures. It was a massive undertaking considering the ceiling is nearly forty feet high. I used the metaphor that the spirit of Pat Murphy was everywhere in the building and that I regularly asked him questions, most of which began “Why in the world…?” I was speaking metaphorically. Some took the story literally—that the ghost of Pat Murphy haunts the church and that I have seen him. I used to try to correct the impression of those young people, but now, some 16 years later, they have families of their own and should know that the influence of all people lives long after they have passed away. It does not mean they hang around as ghosts. It means that each of us is shaping someone else’s future, not just our own.

Keep healthy. Pray mightily. Enjoy your life today. Bless the future. And let’s experience the love and power of God together.

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