This brought to my mind a saying that has served me well at times and cornered me at others, it is: You are what you are, when, you are alone with God......Also, this made me glad to know that before I started pastoring I had to learn, in what I consider to be the hardest of ways, that, I am never in charge, never have been, never will be. Servants serve whether the guests notice or not. Still, I do understand the grief, turmoil and heartache that did come, in other words: I understand. Yet, isn't that the point? When the soldier thrust the spear in His side, He didn't feel a thing and that's how I know I am dead to myself: when others do things that used to hurt, I don't feel a thing.
I have been blessed by knowing several preachers who, though no one knows who they are except their little flocks, are some of the greatest, most loving men in the world. I've done my share of griping, but I cannot imagine their worlds where they are called on at all hours of the day. I don't know how they do it but I sure do appreciate it. These good preachers and teachers just don't get the respect they deserve. Thanks! I think I'll make a point of telling them in person what they mean to me. Beth