Come Sunday Page #3

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saving people I don't know.

You did not run.

You came here

and got into our university...

and you dedicated your life to God.

But I understand how you feel,

thinking of all those you love

but were unable to save.

When Ronnie died,

I felt just the way you do now.

Helpless and guilty.

But what in heaven's name was I gonna do?

How could I ever accept a gay son?

And you know, when we got the news

that Ronnie had killed himself...

more than the awful, awful guilt I felt

was the fact that

I had spent my whole life

healing people and getting people saved

at the Crusades and on television

and I could not bring my own son

to deliverance.

I prayed and prayed for answers.

It was the greatest test

of my faith, ever.

And when I came to understand

that it was a test...

then I was made stronger than ever.

Thank heaven, God gave me you.

I've always thought of you

as a son, Carlton.

That's what I tell folks.

You're my black son.

What year'd you get here, in '70?

- Seventy-one.

- Seventy-one.

The Holy Spirit drew me to you

the moment I saw you. Praise God.

And one day, maybe soon,

the good Lord will call me home.

But my comfort and my joy is knowing...

that you're here to lead the way.

Yes.

I don't see how you expect us to pull

something like that together, Carlton.

Look, just make a list of all the cities

I guest-preached at last year

and we take the pageant to every one.

I'm sorry, the entire choir and band?

You know how much that would cost?

Well, you know I can do arrangements

for a smaller choir, right?

And we could just use

the local church band.

Guys, I already have accounting

on my back about Azusa.

- We're incredibly over budget, Carlton.

- I'm sorry, Henry,

I can't care about that.

- It's Ben.

- Tell him I'll call back.

Do me a favor.

Would you rub his shoulders?

Do something.

We need to keep growing,

not rolling back.

Nobody's saying we need to roll back.

We're shuffling sheep,

but it's all the same flock.

If we're not reaching more people,

then I don't know.

- You want some more maple syrup?

- Sorry, my car wouldn't start.

Got here as soon as I could.

All right, so this is the one

the ad people like.

It's a mock-up, but you get the idea.

Looks good.

No?

The tears are a bit much.

And your head,

it's too big for the wording.

You should make the wording bigger

and move it over.

Or you could make your head smaller.

Yeah, Ms. Pearson, I don't think

we can make his head any smaller. It's...

I'm only saying

what no one else has the nerve to.

- You're making everybody uncomfortable.

- You mean, I'm making you uncomfortable?

You need to let go of Nicky.

She's not organized, Carlton.

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