Life at the End of the Line
Mark 8:31-38
Illustration
by Keith Wagner

Since my name begins with "W" I know what it means to be at the end of the line. All through school I was either near or at the end, always with the Youngs and the Zimmermans. At every graduation I was in the last group to cross the stage and receive my diploma. In the classroom I always sat in the last row near the back of the room. I never knew what it meant to be first until I became a pastor. Now, I am always permitted to eat first at potluck dinners.

I must confess it's rather nice to be the first one to go through the line. You get to c…

Life at the End of the Line, by Keith Wagner