Dear Church, Sunday was awesome! We had 76 people at the morning service and 20 at the discussion dinner. I am so excited about what God is doing. Recently there have been answered prayers, new connections, and moments of great encouragement. Don’t think I am the eternal optimist though. New churches are full of highs and lows, but God is […]
I. am. so. tired.
In fact, I’m so tired that I just used my least favorite punctuation rule breaker. I hate when people put a period after each word. “I.” is not a sentence. I know we are being dramatic in our period usage, but it drives me insane. I hope this mini grammar rant helps you to fully grasp just how. tired. I. am.
I am weirdly at peace with my tiny church in a world that only celebrates the skinny jeaned booming success stories.
As a young man in construction boots, dress pants, a white button down dress shirt, and a flannel stood beside my brother and waited for his bride, Will announced to those in the room that he was about to perform a wedding ceremony and those who were left were welcome to witness the event or to give the room to the couple.
We took seats in the chairs that had not been packed up yet and watched as a young women entered with a beautiful gown, tattoos, a pony tail, smiles, and tears.
I have been at pastors’ wives retreats and leadership events/trainings where dealing with the loneliness of ministry has been a topic of discussion. I never really understood it.
It seems I have served in some capacity of ministry my entire life, and I have never felt lonely in ministry… until now.
Yeah, I’m feeling it. I’m feeling it all…. because somehow I have, yet again, lost focus. I’m worrying about the results.
I’m worrying about my success.