My husband and I are from Indianapolis. We met at Purdue University and we got married in Lafayette. When we returned back to Indianapolis, we spent our first couple of years attending Oasis of Hope Baptist Church under the leadership of Pastor Frank Alexander.
Yesterday, I learned he passed away. Although I am a saddened by his death, I am reminded of the legacy he left behind. Pastor Alexander exemplified how a Christian should be and the work a church should complete. It wasn’t just about the four walls; it was about getting out into the world and making a difference. He did this through Dollars for Scholars, a program to support students. His vision led to Hopeside Senior Community apartments. You can’t forget his mission work in Liberia. Pastor Alexander’s life embodied Matthew 28: 19-20, “Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”
What I most enjoyed about Pastor Alexander was his kind spirit and his encouragement. I enjoyed when he would come to my house for my annual summer social with Sis. Alexander. I know he was so busy, but he took the time to hang out at my house a few times. I’m also glad I was able to speak to him briefly a few months ago.
As I think about the impact he has made, I am reminded that tomorrow is not promised. If I don’t get another sunrise, will I be satisfied with the legacy I will leave behind? I think that is a question we can all ask ourselves.
Pastor Frank Alexander will truly be missed. We are only here for a short while. While we are here, what we do matters. Make each day and moment count. I’ll leave you with the song that came to my heart when I learned Pastor Alexander had transitioned over to glory.