An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Race the Clock.”

So the daily post has given us this assignment today…

Here’s the title of your post: “An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse.”

Set a timer for ten minutes, and write it. Go!

Several years ago I was asked to come and sing for a group of people at a local visiting nurses dayhab unit. I went and sang.

They liked me and so they invited me back. They liked me the second time and so they asked me if I would begin coming once a month. I agreed and went to sing hymns on a monthly basis and did this for two years.

Over the course of those two years my schedule began to fill out exponentially. It was becoming harder and harder to keep the commitment to my monthly hymn-sing at the VNA and so I approached God about it.

“God you know how busy I am.” I complained, “This hymn-sing is nice but I am not seeing any real fruit from it and I just can’t justify continuing when there are so many other more productive pursuits I could be involved in. God I am going to quit after this next concert. But if you want me to stay you will have to do something to make me stay.”

I went to the concert, set up my piano and sang my heart out feeling fully liberated that at the end of the day I would be handing in my walking papers.

We were about three-quarters of the way through my set when suddenly one of the elderly ladies in the room stopped the concert and asked, “Hey you are a pastor right?”

“Yes I am. ” I replied (they had been calling me Pastor J since day one but God chose this day to make it all sink in).

“You know most of us in this room don’t get to go to church anymore.” She said. “Would it be possible for you to bring us communion?”

The activities director blanched a little. But I had to ask, “Is that possible?”

I fully expected an unequivocal “No!”

What I got from her was a, “Let’s vote.”

The vote was taken and everybody wanted communion.

It was an offer I could not refuse. I had my next marching orders from God. Today I have a team of three which brings communion to 35 individuals at this venue. We started another off-campus service with another team two towns away and last month two of us started bringing music to a third day program two miles up the road from the VNA where it all started.

You never know where fruit from ministry is going to pop up!

It Is Finished…Well Almost

The Christmas Holiday is upon us! My work for Christmas 2014 is almost done. I have sung my concerts. I have wrapped my gifts. I have bought our movie tickets for tomorrow. I have purchased the groceries for our Christmas meals. It is finished…well almost. Now all I have to do is walk through it. Here are some photos of our Christmas ministries this year.

 

 

I won’t be publishing tomorrow as it is Christmas Day. But please tune in on boxing Day to read my new flash fiction piece, The Steps of Laska.

 

 

Two Down Three To Go!

With Christmas just a week away I am in full-blown concert season. My first Christmas worship session was last week at our annual Special Touch REACH New England Christmas Party. It was a great day enjoyed by about 50 disabled individuals and their caregivers. What a privilege to serve these folks!

Today I was able to bring communion and Christmas  music out to the Gardner Visiting Nurses Dayhab program. This is one of three off-campus services our church has the good fortune to be involved in.

Tomorrow night  we are sending out four caroling teams across the country-side to sing songs of the season. It’s just not Christmas without the music!

Just For Me Not For Thee

The Daily Post has asked, “What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received that you wouldn’t give to anyone else? Why don’t you think it would apply to others?”

You can find out how others responded by going to
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/not-for-thee/

I suppose it is not JUST for me but I definitely know it’s not for everyone. The best piece of advice I ever received came directly from God and it was the call from Him to become a full-time minister of the gospel.

Ministry is not just a job. It’s a calling, which is to say it is not what I do but what I am. The line between working in ministry and being a full-time minister is drawn when ministry stops being something you do and becomes something you are. I could no more stop being a minister than I could stop being a white guy. At this point in my life it has less to do with my particular job than it does with how I go about my particular job. It ain’t for everyone because it ain’t who everyone is.
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Prophetical-Priestly Quotes 8

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“My core fear is that we are, as a culture, as a species, becoming shallower, that we have turned from depth-from the Judeo-Christian premise of unfathomable mystery- and we are adapting ourselves to the ersatz security of a vast lateral connectedness. That we are giving up on wisdom, the struggle for which has for millennia been central to the very idea of culture, and that we are pledging instead to a faith in the web.” Sven Birkerts