CHANGE IS HERE TO STAY
We went over to the UA Theater after our pastoral team meeting this morning and sorted through a load of the stuff in the storage room that we have been able to use there for the past four years.
There's an amazing assortment of leftover Mothers Day gifts, banners from past series, lost property people have clearly not missed for several years and general junk of course. We dumped a lot of stuff in the theater's trash compacter, designated some bits and pieces for storage at Grace House (Frank had already taken a whole trailer load over there on Sunday) and threw the rest in the back of my Expedition for storage in our offices.
It was a nostalgic experience.
It was scarey too, because I reckon there's no way on earth everything we still need is going to be squeezed into the back of a 26' truck!!!
Looks like this is a summer of change for a lot of people. Several pastors I know are changing location, adding services, starting a new campus, or even changing their church name ready for the fall re-start.
It's not that we specialize in stirring things up or love to make people uncomfortable, it's just that a church is a living, growing entity and part of growth is change. God forbid that our church should ever become a monument to the past, far better to build on all that has been and constantly be pressing into what God has for us in the future.
If we settle, we stagnate and we die. Above all, we do not reach our God-given potential.
I don't know the fullness of where God wants to take us or what he wants us to accomplish. I don't even share some of my dreams because most folks would look on them as nightmares. I remember some words from the Old Testament about the vision being for an appointed time and I know the time will come.
Meanwhile, we take it one step at a time as God leads us. First Medford, then Patchogue and next Ronkonkoma.
It really is the summer of change!
There's an amazing assortment of leftover Mothers Day gifts, banners from past series, lost property people have clearly not missed for several years and general junk of course. We dumped a lot of stuff in the theater's trash compacter, designated some bits and pieces for storage at Grace House (Frank had already taken a whole trailer load over there on Sunday) and threw the rest in the back of my Expedition for storage in our offices.
It was a nostalgic experience.
It was scarey too, because I reckon there's no way on earth everything we still need is going to be squeezed into the back of a 26' truck!!!
Looks like this is a summer of change for a lot of people. Several pastors I know are changing location, adding services, starting a new campus, or even changing their church name ready for the fall re-start.
It's not that we specialize in stirring things up or love to make people uncomfortable, it's just that a church is a living, growing entity and part of growth is change. God forbid that our church should ever become a monument to the past, far better to build on all that has been and constantly be pressing into what God has for us in the future.
If we settle, we stagnate and we die. Above all, we do not reach our God-given potential.
I don't know the fullness of where God wants to take us or what he wants us to accomplish. I don't even share some of my dreams because most folks would look on them as nightmares. I remember some words from the Old Testament about the vision being for an appointed time and I know the time will come.
Meanwhile, we take it one step at a time as God leads us. First Medford, then Patchogue and next Ronkonkoma.
It really is the summer of change!
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