Then, I joined the professional ministry ranks and slowly watched my "fire" dwindle. At first, I fell into the trap of performance. I was too immature to realize that it really wasn't about me. I had quickly lost the vision that was once burning within me. Then, it got worse. Not only was I stuck on my own performance as a minister, but I found myself becoming a "professional information sharer." I was simply sharing information about God that I hadn't taken the time to cultivate in my own heart. I felt like a lion that had been declawed, tamed, and domesticated. It was frightening. It was miserable.
Thankfully, I began to snap out of it and realize that God did not call me to become a professional information sharer. Neither did God call me to be the center of the story. God did call me to know Him and enjoy Him. He has chosen me to be His son and His heir. He called me to live out of my relationship with Him and minister to other people out of the overflow of that relationship. This has changed the way I minister to people. The passion for God is back. Ministry is becoming fun again. I'm still amazed that my job is to draw closer to God and help others to do the same. Being a pastor is an honor, a privilege, and pretty amazing when you think about it. I praise God for the story He is telling in each of our lives and for the transformation that accompanies it. It's really a good life.
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