“I don’t know.” That is the only answer I could muster, choking back tears, as I sat in the newly vacant office down the hall from mine. The Tolberts had just finished packing and organizing, Luke’s office was empty and he had turned in his keys (Luke Tolbert was our student and discipleship pastor for the last 7 years. He and his family left this week for appointment through the International Mission Board to Latvia. Caroline is his middle daughter.) Caroline had smiled and asked, “Who is going to work in here now?”
I always enjoy a little pop culture commentary from Aaron Earls.
All these fears could be avoided if you could choose leadership from within your church. What if it wasn’t necessary to look outside for leaders because you sufficiently discipled and grew leaders from within your congregation?
Hate is at every turn. I can’t turn on the TV or log onto social media without seeing the evidence of how this fallen, broken world has affected race relations in our country and in our world. And I know the divide and pain isn’t something that’s only found out there in the world, it’s right here in the church too.
The reality is we will not see this anxious division become whole until Jesus returns. But are we simply resigned to anxious waiting until that day?
We all know the feeling of standing in a corporate worship setting where it seems the congregation has replaced singing with mumbling. Maybe some of us have been mumblers ourselves. I’ve even experienced this in settings in which good doctrine is being sung. In these situations, pastors and worship leaders will often throw their effort toward attempts to get their people excited to worship. It is often assumed that the problem lies with the congregation. Many times it is true; people have a worship problem. But what if, just maybe, sometimes the problem lies not with the congregation, but with the music itself?
We must intentionally teach our children the skills and character traits they’ll need to thrive in college and beyond. We must teach them about their need for three things in particular: passion, humility, and trust in a sovereign God.
A favorite from the archives:
It’s been a month full of those: My first day of work. My first successful attempt to get my social security number (it took a while). Emily’s first experience with the healthcare system. The kids’ first day of school. My first time driving home from the office without needing the GPS. I even just got my first birthday card. Eventually, Emily and I will get to have our first date since being here (once we get a babysitter, of course).
I woke up this morning, four weeks later, and although everything is different, I’m still me.