looong day

Today I was at our denominational district conference. This is not a day in the year I look forward to. In fact, in many ways I dread it.

Now, let me explain.

I do not dread it because I think it is a waste of time, poorly run, or any other reason that would devalue what this Conference is trying to accomplish.

My dread is that this type of deal is not my gig.
I struggle to sit through countless year end reports by various ministries.
I struggle to focus as we talk through the specific words in the bylaws as it pertains to our governance board.
I struggle to sit still.

So, it was a long day.
BUT, I had a few valuable lessons learned today...

• I sat down next to one of our former interns. He was one of the first I worked heavily with. He graduated from BC top of his class. In fact, he's likely on of the sharpest minds to ever come through Bethel. At graduation, he and his wife moved into Northwest South Bend to work with a tiny church in a very rough part of the city. He is duking it out, working 5-9 am at Mennards in adddition to serving at his church. As I talked to him, I saw guy who loves the community and wants to believe that his church can change the community. But he's tired, frustrated, and on the verge of burnout. My heart broke for him, and I asked myself, "What can I do? How can I help?"
• As I looked around the room full of pastors and "delegates" (church board members, elders, etc.), I saw a lot of two gray hair and balding heads. Where is the future of the Missionary Church? What is being done to invest in the 20 to 30 year olds in pastoral and congregational leadership? I'm a little concerned...
• I saw my Senior Pastor do what he does best. Sit back and respectfully wait for the time where his voice is needed to bring wisdom and direction. And when he speaks, people listen, and things happen.
• Despite my concerns, I was in a room filled with people who love God, love people, and are seeking to follow the lead of the Holy Spirit to see His move here and now.