I know, I'm a little bit weird. I actually like when we have leaders/pastors get-togethers. Not too many others do though. Last night our district leaders were to get together for a meal and a chance to meet our new denominational director and his wife. I was looking forward to the fellowship and whatnot, but... there were only 20 people there. Only five churches were represented. There seem to be fewer and fewer people at these every time. I think I have an idea why, but... I dunno.
Anyway, the denominational director shared about himself and his vision. I like his enthusiasm, and his emphasis seems to be on church planting. Cool. Other than that... hmm. Maybe the worst part was the food. We had prime rib, which, if you like prime rib was probably good. But Jane and I don't eat much red meat anyway, and we certainly don't like it when blood is still pouring out. But, whatever.
So, I left this leadership meeting much like most of the other ones - feeling like I didn't fit in, not knowing what anyone was talking about, wondering why I seem to be the only pastor who doesn't have a clue.
Yep.
3 comments:
You have some kinda clue, or weird guys in MO who you don't know wouldn't be reading your blog. :-) Or not. On the Internet, nobody knows you're a dog.
I taught myself after growing up with all meat cooked until it was shoe leather done (both parents grew up on farms sans refrigeration) to like beef from raw (literally - I've had Kobe beef sushi and about three other ethnic variations on raw beef) to charred done, and I like it all. Makes it way easier to be truthful when I tell the waitress, "It's fine." :-)
That said, here's a favorite family story - my folks were out with friends in the early 60s, and one of their table mates was a doctor. When the steak was brought out (way) too rare for his taste, he told the waitress, "Wait here - I'll go get my bag from the car...I think I can save this one."
:-)
You know, I thank God on a regular basis that you and Jane and your family showed up when you did and are where you are, but whenever I am in a group where I consistently feel like I'm the only one that doesn't have a clue, I usually figure out that I'm in the wrong group. Just saying . . .
Jim,
Red meat will kill you, you know. Well, that and just about everything else. :) Yeah, I think this steak was still breathing.
Joan,
Thanks for the kind words (you too Jim). And I hear what you're saying. ...Yeah... :)
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