On the first Monday of February in 2001 my mother entered the hospital with a urinary tract infection.
Her brother happened to be visiting her and called me to report. Since it seemed a minor problem and I had just visited her 10 days earlier, I stayed in Cincinnati rather than traveling the three hours into the Kentucky mountains. The next morning when the phone rang before the sun rose and I heard a voice on the line with a deep Kentucky accent, I knew it wasn't good news. The nurse could not reach my uncle, so I was the first to hear of my mother's unexpected death. Her infection had reached her blood. They could not save her.
She had visited the doctor a week previous, when the infection could have easily been solved. However the doctor failed to run a simple test, instead sending her home with valium for her nerves. When I read the chart that expressed his opinion that she was simply nervous, I burned with rage. This doctor's carelessness and incompetence had cost my mother her life at age 66. She adored my four children, and now they had lost their grandmother.
When I stood by her grave and realized the permanence of her death in terms of my earthly existence, I plunged into a year of doubt and anger. Yet except for that first weekend off for her funeral, I continued pastoring my church. I was faced with the question: how do I lead my church authentically while dealing with a personal crisis?
Authentic with God
The word authentic comes from the Latin authenticus meaning "coming from the author." What an inspiring definition for us as believers. God's authorship of us can make us truly authentic when we aim to display the image of Christ. Central to being authentic is being real ...