Pastor to An Aspiring Idol

Even churches, it seems, have their fifteen minutes in the social media world of fame. Through the years, that usually comes from outstanding accomplishments by our dcc11b02-024a-44ad-8d38-d692770fbac3-150660_2251members who do something that ends up on the bulletin board.  In my present congregation, having been here nearly 26 years, you eventually get a little reflection of the wonderful things your members undertake, and they are many.  We have graduated people who became ministers, doctors, attorneys, and we claim eminent Baptist historian and advocate for the poor Dr. Wayne Flynt as a former member who was here in his Samford days.  We currently have the Alabama Crimson Tide stadium announcer, Tony Giles, as a member, and in Alabama that accords near divine status for half of the church. One of our oldest members, Bobbye Weaver, was a renowned jazz drummer who played with Lawrence Welk and a host of other eminent people.  One of our late members once danced with Betty Grable and worked on the Apollo space program.  I could go on.  But every church has its luminaries.

What does this “reflected glory” mean for the pastor?  Not much.  For if we take too much credit for the rich and famous, we also must own the other side of our membership.  Let’s not go there.  Give credit where it is due—their families, but more importantly, God, who is the giver of all good gifts.

So, our church is currently agog over Walker Burroughs, who is in the final eight of American Idol.  Walker has been a member of our church most of his young twenty years, was with his sister Milligan a pillar of our youth group before launching off to Belmont University in Nashville to undertake a Music Education degree when American Idol came calling. We all knew how talented Walker was long ago. He comes from a musical family who are also ministers. He was the drum major of our high school band, played everything from ukulele and guitar to piano and the bassoon.  He described himself on the show this way:

I feel like I was a weird kid. I don’t really know how to talk about sports or cars. I knit. I’m knitting a tie right now. But music was something that allowed me to be comfortable with myself.

Since we first knew him as a three-year-old twin, we never thought of him as weird.  Just as smart, talented, and funny.  And deeply faithful to God. Now, of course, his accomplishment is shining, and everyone who “knew him when” can bask a little in that.  “Belmont Student makes final 8 on American Idol.”  “Former Vestavia Hills High School student…” and on and on.

I can only say that week after week, when the doors were open and he could be here, Walker and Milligan were here, cheering others’ on.  Milligan preached the Student Ministry Sunday sermon her senior year. We have always known these children had wonderful gifts.  We didn’t make them.  We just loved them, thanked God for them, prayed for them, and tried to nurture them in their faith.

Now about the “idol” part, I admit it’s a little awkward.  I told the church recently on Wednesday night that it was alright to wear “WALKER BURROUGHS FOR AMERICAN IDOL” buttons to church.  Our church began on property that once held a replica of the temple to the goddess Vesta, goddess of hearth and home, so we’ve been in the Christianization process before.

I also know this: Walker lives his faith wherever he goes. I know he ministers to others in a natural way.  I know that finding his calling is what matters most.  And I know that, when this is over, and wherever it leads, he will still have the same wonderful character we all know him to have. We’re voting for an idol, just this once.  Because in this case, he’s all in for Jesus.

As for the reflected glory, well, whatever. It doesn’t make us a special church, any more than special high schools, special colleges or what have you.  It only means that down within the lives of people in our congregations are all sorts of wondrous gifts, given by a generous God, for us to enjoy and appreciate as best we can.  And in this case, vote!  I’ll resist humblebragging, other than writing this blog.  Did I tell you I’ve known the twins since they were almost four? Oh, yes….

About Gary Furr

Gary is a musician, writer and Christian minister living in Alabama.

Posted on April 24, 2019, in America, American Idol, Americana, Art, church, Culture, Fame, Family, Family, Modern Life, Music, Television, Vestavia HIlls Baptist Church and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. Heck…that ain’t nothing…we have an elderly couple here at Smoke Rise Baptist Church (saw them at last night’s Wednesday evening service) whose oldest child is a noted Baptist preacher somewhere in Alabama…but they don’t talk about him much! Furthermore I have an eighty year old Sunday School enrollment certificate from the Blakely Baptist Church, Blakely, Georgia that I received long before I knew what it was. I just could resist the response…but your Mom is looking good and Al seems to be doing fine, even with his cane (thus far, those of us who use ‘canes’ have discovered two names for ourselves, take your choice…’The Cane-gang’ or as one lady put her group ‘The Cane-a-nites’). But seriously, your point is well taken, thank you. Wayne Martin

  2. Al and Shirley

         Enjoyed reading.  You said it just right.

  3. Hazel Littlejohn

    Thank you for your words about Walker. I have met his grand parents, Bob and Esther Burroughs. He comes from good stock, talented and gifted ministers. It’s easy to see the same in Walker. While not knowing how Idol will end for him, I’m certain Walker has touched lives already and the best is yet to come for him. God is up to something in the life of this young man. To God be the glory!

  4. That’s an awesome reflection of your church members. While I’m not a member of your current church, I have been blessed by being a member of a prior church which you led; as well as a student of your teachings and personal guidance over the years.
    I want you to know that you have been an inspiration to many but to me in a very spiritual way. You never judge people by their race, identity or poor choices.
    I’ve become who and what I am today through trials, tribulations, fear of other’s beliefs and uncertainty. Thank you for helping me grow even if it were through listening to your sermons while I was 4 hours away, or an email or phone call. I have felt prayers from you that I never actually heard.
    These are just my reflections of who you are and have been to me. I met you and your dear family 28 years ago. I’ve come a long way since then. Thank you for playing a part in helping me grow.
    I’m sure this young man as well as his sister can also say you have been a beacon of light on their life journey.
    Thank you Gary Furr. You may not ever hear the words of being the next American Idol; but no doubt you will hear the words of our Lord say.. “Well done my Son!”
    Peace and Love,
    Lynn Buckhalter-Bland, PhD LPC

    • Such a humbling reflection. I’ve occasionally aspired to be the Idle American, but that passes. The joy of friends like you, Lynn, who never stop seeking in their lives, keeps me going! Love you.

  5. Mack and I have watched Walker on American Idol since his first appearance. As he performs, his maturity is gleaming through his own personality. His performances transcend decades so young and elderly can appreciate his talent. Go Walker! We vote!

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