Jul 08, 2009
Soon after I first came to this church, I was talking with the Senior Pastor under whom I had served as Assistant Pastor for two years, just prior to this call. I told him that I was impressed that the people knew what needed to be done, and did it. I didn't have to worry about ordering paper towels, about who would mow the lawn, how many copies of the Sunday School booklets to order, etc., because these folks had it all under control. Upon hearing this, Pastor Trevor remarked, "Hey, you got the church I wanted!"
Well, three and a half years later, after a few of our key folks have gone on to their reward, I will admit that this year has given me a few moments of concern. My health has been no help, of course, and so I am depending on others to do things I might once have done myself. With Friday's "10th Annual Car, Motorcycle, and Truck Show and Bean Dinner" and next week's Vacation Bible School fast approaching, I've felt that the deadlines were coming at us like a locomotive, and we were stuck on the tracks.
After tonight's meeting, I wanted to look into my mirror and say, "Oh, ye of little faith!" We talked about trophies, the numbers of hot dog buns, who is giving out door prizes, where the D.J.'s booth will be set up this year, how many little plastic buckets were needed for kids' crafts, on and on and on. All is well. Tomorrow will be a busy day, and Friday will be even more so, but God is good, all the time.
Tomorrow is the morning when I see my newest neuro. I think I'm ready. I'm turning in early, and this time I mean it.