As many of my friends are looking forward to happy hour celebrations of Cinco de Mayo today, I am preparing for a church meeting and my mind is flooded with memories. I am remembering a time 18 years ago when my family was getting settled into a new home in a new city and searching for a new church. I had already made the switch to United Methodism (I am a recovering Southern Baptist) and over the previous 8 years, I felt like I had this tribe and its preachers pretty well figured out. And then I met him, G. Steve Sallee, and my perceptions were turned on their proverbial heads!
Steve was coming to Cokesbury Church in the spring of 1996 after spending 17 years building the largest attended church in the Holston Conference and pioneering contemporary worship for his peers. He introduced me to the idea that church wasn’t for me but that if we were to take the Bible seriously, we would create a church that was open to the people Jesus hung out with – the least, the last and the lost! He challenged me and the 750 other regular attenders at that time to share the Gospel with these people by reaching out to them and serving them. Imagine that! Our numbers quickly shrank to 500 in the new revolution… Imagine that!
Over the next decade and a half, the milestone moments that occurred for Cokesbury Church are too numerous for this volume, like underbidding a car dealer for a vacated Lowe’s hardware store that would become a ministry center that changed the face of worship in west Knoxville. More importantly, we forged a friendship that involved a lot of laughing, some crying and many hours of pursuing new avenues to “love people into a relationship with Jesus Christ to change the world!” Eighteen years later, that remnant of 500 attenders has grown into 3,600 worshippers serving in ministries that share Jesus regularly with thousands of people every month.
A few years ago, disease struck at Steve’s heart, and he fought it off valiantly. But, his doctors warned him every year at his exams, whatever you do, don’t get sick. Most successful men would take this opportunity to pack up their tool kits, guard themselves against the stray germs that swirl around us and rest on the laurels of a great career. This career path option was not in Steve’s DNA, he still had work to be done and people to be reached. And then, in April of last year, Steve got sick and it turned into pneumonia. And, of course, the competitive nature inherent in Steve fought again, but on May 2, the fight ended.
So today, my mind is distracted with the memories of a pastor, a colleague, a boss, a partner, a confidante, a friend and a brother. Steve Sallee was all that and much more to me over these many years and like brothers, we didn’t always agree. Probably one of the most important lessons I learned from Steve was that you don’t let these minor differences of opinion grow into enmity that will erode a relationship over time and get in the way of sharing the Gospel. His legacy is and always will be his dedication and drive to fulfill Jesus’ Great Commission found in Matthew 28:19 – Therefore, go and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. Thanks Steve for leaving your imprint on my life and the
thousands of other people that know Jesus because you cared enough to reach out a hand!