You, the church member, have the ability to help lighten your pastor’s load. And trust me, your pastor is looking for all the support he can get.
Serving as a pastor can be very rewarding, but the position definitely has its fair share of frustrations. Shakespeare eloquently captured the essence of leadership when he wrote, “Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown” (Henry IV, Part II, Act III, Scene 1). Pastors certainly aren’t the equivalent of earthly kings: they bear the burden of responsibility without the perks of royalty. I’ve been a pastor for nearly four years, and, like Henry IV, I’ve had a few restless nights.
There are multiple ways you, the believer, can be a huge blessing your pastor – and it’s easier than you think. Here are five ways to get started. Continue reading “5 ways you can support your pastor”
If you enjoy camping, you know finding the right campsite often determines the difference between a miserable and a memorable experience.
My brother Nathan and I discovered this firsthand back in 2010, when we rented an SUV and took off on a road trip to Yellowstone National Park. We had dreamed about this adventure for a long time. We had been on many previous camping trips, but we felt certain this would top them all.
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You’re never too old to learn something new.
For years, I wanted to learn to play the guitar. I envied people with musical talent, especially guitar players. My favorite part of my favorite songs was the guitar solo. I have a friend who is an incredible guitar player and singer, and, when I watched him perform, I thought, “I wish I could do that.”
My mother-in-law found out I wanted to learn how to play, so she gave me a guitar for Christmas. I picked around on it and picked up a few pointers from friends and relatives who were guitarists. But I never dedicated the time required to truly learn to play. My guitar spent more time in the corner than in my hands. Continue reading “What I’ve learned from guitar lessons (besides how to play guitar)”
When I was a boy, my grandparents took me on a weeklong trip to the eastern United States. We visited many interesting locations, including the site of the Battle of Gettysburg and Washington, D.C. We also visited Monticello, the home of Thomas Jefferson – a place I didn’t properly appreciate at the time. (Hey, I was in elementary school.)
Several years later, I heard a sermon illustration that piqued my interest in the historic plantation. The speaker noted Jefferson’s lifelong quest to mold Monticello into the house of his dreams. Continue reading “The importance of a crowbar: the story of Monticello”
I became a diet soda drinker when I was a freshman in high school.
Here’s how it happened.
One morning in health class, I briefly fainted. Naturally, the teacher sent me to the school nurse, who asked me what I had eaten for breakfast. I reported that my morning menu had featured pancakes drenched in maple syrup, with a side of Oreo cookies.
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