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My life has taken many of the twists and turns described in my writing, which has included both the dark and the bright sides of life. My professional career began with visiting a man on death row, Richard Houston, while I was studying at Vanderbilt Divinity School in Nashville, Tenn. I also pastored a Disciples of Christ church of 12 members at Rochester, Ky. in the middle of coal mining territory.
After a long search to "find myself" in Ohio, I found a home for a number of years in small town journalism, most notably writing for The Madison Press, found at www.madison-press.com. Ohio is close to my family, but far away from the blue grass of Kentucky and the rivers of Tennessee. While I found home to be in Nashville, circumstances led me to make a life in the Buckeye state, which has felt like foreign territory. Finding that one truly cannot go home again, I am left with writing about my home with a candor that cannot be found with most Ohio writers.
I now find myself writing in loving memory of my brother, the Rev. Dr. Robert L. McVicar, who also traversed the Ohio River Valley trying to find a home. His last residence was Bethany, W.V. He began his ministry pastoring a church in Fostoria, Ohio, where thousands flocked to a nearby grain elevator to see a vision of Jesus. In our lives and our ministries, we shared brushes with chaos that displayed more of God's mystery than can be found in any pulpit.
You can reach me at mentalpictures@hotmail.com. Or worship with me at www.broadstreetcc.org I'll be sitting quietly in the pew, pondering whether we are in the first century rather than the 21st.