Have a Merry Bug-Eyed Christmas!

 

When I pause to reflect, it was maybe a year ago that I found myself whining at God just a bit about this season of my life.  Something was unsettled in my world, and I felt I could use something industrious to do with my time and energy.  Keep myself busy. 

 

Simple woodworking projects are fun for me, but that didn’t have its usual appeal at the time.  Maybe set up an online Christian Coaching website?  Too complicated, I decided.  Before long, I just forgot about all that.  I just kept plodding along in rather casual fashion, enjoying great times at breakfast with Mac Goddard on Fridays. 

 

The search for a Pastor was in full swing at Trinity Church.  Mac told me I should put my name in the hat.  I was bug-eyed, but I just laughed, nervously.  “Don’t look at me!  I’m retired!  Clearly, Mac, you need to see a shrink.”  No way could I see myself serving as a shepherd to this precious and historic congregation — especially in the shadow of Mac - forevermore - Goddard! 

 

Then, in April, Mac got sick.  And I got concerned for him.  On May 7th, he called me from his hospital bed and asked me to fill the pulpit on Mother’s Day.  The answer was instant.  For Mac, I would have gotten down on my all-fours and pushed a peanut across the gym floor with my nose if he had asked me to. 

 

After three short weeks, Mac hauled off and went to Heaven.  And now, seven months later, I’m learning to trust my Father in Heaven for the wisdom and courage to serve Him in a role that has brought joy to my life that I could never have imagined. 

 

What makes you bug-eyed during this wonderful Christmas season? 

 

Pastor Terry