I'm finding myself kind of lost right now. For the last ten years I have been consumed with ministry. I have seen people come and go from the church. I've seen the walls change colors...a few times. I have seen staff move into new chapters of their own lives. I have seen more events come and go than I can count. I have played, cried, worshiped, laughed, sweat, bled, and lived ministry.
Switching gears from pastor to missionary has been a bit more challenging than I thought it would be. I guess I'm so used to preparing for the next thing. When one event would end, that just meant it was time to start planning the next one. I have no services to prepare for. I have no events to plan. I have no staff to cultivate. There is no discipleship class to teach. No late night gaming parties with the guys. I feel a little out of my element and like I'm a bit in limbo right now trying to figure out what it was I was supposed to be doing in the first place. I know this is where God wants us. I think I'm not having culture shock as much as I'm having ministry shock.
God gave us a rest when we got here. Believe me, we needed it. Ten years will wear a person out. I think we're rested now and ready to get to work. I just need to figure out to drive this missionary vehicle. It's like switching from an automatic to a stick shift and I'm grinding the gears a bit trying to figure it out. I guess being stubborn is a good thing sometimes because I won't give up easily.
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Been thinking about you guys a lot today... anything I can do for you? Wish we were there hanging out with you guys.
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