Lose The Title

I heard the story of a church this weekend that recently closed their doors. It was a church plant, and through a series of events, the pastor felt, surely through much prayer, that this wasn't the time to "force" making it work.

The pastor who was relaying this news, asked of those in the room, how many understood that how difficult a thing it is to continue when so many events transpire, that circumstances simply wear and whittle you down to nothing. Of course, the room understood. Who wouldn't?

Of course, the pastor told his friend he was welcome to come back to the home church. At this, the tired pastor replied, thanks but no.

And the reason?

I'll always be Pastor (name).

You can hear the pain in the explanation. While he would love to be surrounded by friends and support, they will still and perhaps always identify him with the title and office of pastor.

But right now... it's too much. Hurt and pain. Memory and emotion. Of struggle and frustration and on the surface, failure.

Wisely, he's not going into isolation. He simply wants to step in to a church where nobody knows his name and God can refresh and renew his heart, mind and spirit. And perhaps one day, God will have prepared and readied him for another go at the pulpit.

For now, he will simply be known for who he is, not what he is.

And on this #seniorPastorMonday, how many more are exactly where he is? Too many I fear. Pray God would do a mighty and miraculous work in their entire being. Pray a time of rejuvenation and refreshing. May they not get lost in isolation, but may God transform them as they perhaps live in obscurity. May they know they are loved. Pray the Holy Spirit would guard them from depression and the like; that feelings of failure and disappointment neither detour nor delay them.

May they return stronger than ever.
For what the enemy meant to destroy
God meant to rebuild and live again.
For His glory. And in His timing.

- PNC