My new pastor and I were at lunch and were able to stop by a congregation member’s new business on the way back to out church. This new business officially opens on Monday, and my pastor wanted to see how things were coming along. Ken (the owner) graciously gave us a tour of his new office (he’s an eye doctor). Several of his family members were there setting up displays for eyeglasses and things were still in progress.
After talking with Ken about this new endeavor he’s undertaking, my pastor asked him if we could prayer together over the building, the business, his family and this new adventure. The three of us stood in the front of the waiting room and prayed together for the Spirit to work and for God’s blessing over it all.
These are the kind of pastoral moments I often miss. I’m not naturally wired to think this way, really, and wouldn’t have thought to pray with Ken. I am thankful to have a senior pastor who models this and allows me to be part of it. I am in place where my presence and my gifts are not only acknowledged but appreciated and allowed to flourish. It is also a place where coming alongside people is an everyday occurrence; where mentoring and learning are greatly valued. I never thought I would find a place that fit me. And maybe they, after a long time of looking, never thought they would find someone to fit them. But God made that happen.
I am blessed beyond all that I deserve.