The next three blog posts are going to be an honest review of what I am learning as a new lead pastor. Today I will start with a reflection on myself.  Next time I will deal with the  church. And, finally, I will consider pastoring in general. If you want to stay up to date with all that information, sign up to have the blog sent to you via email.

This month I did something I had only dreamed of: I spent the weekend with Superman.  It was amazing. I saw things that I thought would have been impossible, things that no mere mortal could have accomplished, things that gave me hope in something bigger.

At the last funeral I was presiding over, the co-celebrant made a great statement about joy and pain. He said, “Without the depth of pain we could never celebrate the fullness of joy.”

The truth is that I wouldn’t want to do something that didn’t require me to be all in. I would hate to drudge through life feeling as if there were no purpose or passion. Serving in a field that I love and serving in a place that I love afford me the opportunity to do something that most only dream of: to be in love with my work. 

Can I confess something to you? Lately, I feel as if  I can’t pray enough, that no amount of time talking to the Lord is going to be enough. My heart has been yearning for more and more time. I find that during this season all I can do is pray and pray and pray.