Appreciation: Dwight Scott.

Thursday, October 07, 2010
Appreciation: Dwight Scott. I started preaching when I was 14, which, for those of you who didn’t know yet, that’s young. Really young. And from day one there were so many pastors that took huge steps of faith in allowing me to come and fill their pulpits. The simple fact that they trusted Him that much, and were willing to give me a chance at such a young age, meant so much to me. There’s no way I can express my gratitude to each of them individually in this blog, but there’s one that stands out above the rest in many regards. His name: Bro. Dwight.
Not only did he allow me to preach many times at the church he pastored at the time, but before I turned 18 he took an even bigger step of faith by presenting me to that church to come serve as Youth Pastor. Bald Knob Baptist Church in Plumerville, Arkansas was my first paid staff position, and the youth ministry that God allowed us to begin and build upon there is one I’ll never forget. God did some great things in spite of me there, and I believe much of it had to do with this great man of God, Bro. Dwight.
We met every Sunday morning at 9AM for prayer at the altar together. I remember some great times of prayer there, and seeing God answer those prayers in the following days. But more than anything, I remember hearing Bro. Dwight’s heart poured out every Sunday morning as he would pray so fervently for that church, and for the lost. I can honestly tell you that of all the servants of Christ I’ve known through the years, I’ve never met anyone with any more of a burden for the lost of this world than this man. Out of his own pocket he purchases thousands of tracks each year, and places them everywhere from gas station restrooms, to restaurants, to doctor’s offices, to hotel lobbies. His driving force is seeing the lost get found. And I’ve gleaned a lot from knowing such a soul winner as he.
Everyone has their valleys, and Bro. Dwight has had his share of his. And through all that, Mrs. Phyllis, his loving wife, has stood by his side. That’s a very admirable trait, by the way. Together they’ve weathered some storms, both in their own lives, and in ministry. Just a few weeks ago I had the privilege of being in a Homecoming service at Bald Knob Church with the two of them. Bro. Dwight preached that morning, and I preached that afternoon. What a joy it was to hear him preach again, and to have him out there shouting, “Amen!” while I did.
I hope that you’re seeing a trend thus far in these Pastor Appreciation blogs this week. I hope that you’ve noticed that each of these pastors have touched my life in a genuinely significant way. But more than anything else, they’ve become friends. And they’re friends that have stuck with me through some tough stuff. And for that, well, my gratitude is greater than I’ll ever be able to repay. So I pray for them. I thank God for them. And I ask Him to repay my gratitude for me. After all, He’s so much better at it.


That’s just a thought, and I welcome yours.
Until next time,
Blake

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