I recently preached a sermon about Peter’s denial of Jesus, as recorded in John 18:15-27. In my study of that passage I saw something I never noticed before—something which I think highlights the blessing of doing ministry in the company of fellow disciples.
Like most people, I remember exactly where I was when I heard the news. I was sitting in my car at a gas station on Godwin Avenue in Midland Park, NJ, listening to my radio as an attendant filled my tank. No sooner did I hear a reporter say that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center and I got out of my car to see for myself. On most days in Midland Park you could see the twin towers clearly as you looked down Godwin Avenue toward New York City. That morning was especially clear—almost cruelly so.