The weekend is over, and Keith's theory that Jonathan and I can survive a night apart has proved true. -Although I cried like a baby when MeMe and Pop drove off with him, and almost cried both nights when I didn't get to talk to him before he went to bed. His face and that hug when he saw me Sunday evening was priceless! -And I have to admit that I did enjoy spending time with my husband without worrying about getting home to relieve a babysitter.
Friday night, after I sobbed for a while, Keith and I went out to dinner, just the two of us. Then we came home, watched Friday Night Lights that he'd recorded, packed, and went to bed. We pulled out of the driveway at 6:52 Saturday morning and headed out of town to a church that had contacted him about possibly coming to be their pastor. Once we arrived, we were given quite a tour of everything in town and in nearby areas, as well as the church and pastorium. They were sweet people and we enjoyed getting to know them. Sunday morning, Keith preached and then the Pastor Search Committee took us to lunch where we were able to talk more.
After lunch, Keith and I got back in the van and started out on the long drive home. After much discussion, we both agreed that we did not feel like that was the place God had for us. There was nothing wrong with the church or the town or anything... we just didn't feel like a good fit. We both felt this way Saturday night, but just received further confirmation on Sunday, though the congregation seemed to appreciate the message Keith brought and the committee expressed a desire to present us to the church.
I began to wonder why we went. The entire trip seemed a bit pointless...until Keith spoke to the head of the search committee tonight. He explained that, though this was a great opportunity for someone, we did not feel that the Lord intended it to be for us. The committee member he was speaking with expressed disappointment at our decision, but then asked if he had any suggestions for them as they continued their search. Keith was able to share some concerns and suggestions that could possibly make a difference for this church. That was when I began to see that this trip wasn't so much about us... it was probably more about that church. Lord, help me to be less self-centered and more focused on you...willing to go where you lead no matter why you lead me there. Forgive me for always thinking it's all about me and give me a heart first for you and then for others.
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