The Rollercoaster Begins . . .

5 Nov

Every Sunday is like a rollercoaster. There are things I expect to happen today, but sometimes you never know where this rollercoaster called “pastoring” will take you. Maybe someone will come to the office at 8:25 or 10:55 (five minutes before the service starting) and drop some type of emotional bomb, or tell me that the church was broken into and something precious was stolen, or something like that. I prefer it when they come by to show me pictures of their new grandbaby or to tell me that a prayer has been answered or that they shared their faith and someone accepted Christ. I love the positive stuff, but the negative really hits me before worship. Anyway, you never know what to expect.

The reason I call today a rollercoaster is simply that I will leave my home in about 40 minutes and will see very little of it until sometime around 9 tonight because of meetings and commitments. I certainly would rather come home and watch some football (wink wink, code for fall asleep in my recliner), but that is not likely today. Not all Sundays are like this, but today already promises to be just that.

All that said, Sunday is still my favorite day because I will get to spend time with some people who are very special to me . . . My church!

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