selfish sadness

Jonah told me about John Stott's retirement from public speaking over the weekend, but he's also just had a very disappointing email from the folks who are hosting his last speaking engagement.

They think he's going to be speaking on a Tuesday evening, which means there's virtually no way I can attend.

The last scheduled sermon he was to preach earlier this year at All Souls was cancelled due to illness, so I'm more thankful than I can express with words for the one and only time I got to hear him preach.

After a well-delivered and beautiful sermon, I managed to get a picture with him, but failed to keep my peepers open for the point-and-shoot.



The vanity in me hates this photo, but the Jesus in me loves the fact that my soul was so close to his for even a brief moment.