Sometimes being a pastor just simply STINKS!
Now…before you get to thinking if you are one the few OVCF readers (but I love you anyway ) or even one of my daily readers that I am bemoaning being the pastor of a cool bunch of people, I want to make sure I clear the air. AIN’T SO!! Okay…now since that is cleared up, let me explain.
Today/yesterday/Wednesday morning for my Encounter Time I read this passage as part of my overall reading. I even highlighted it in my Bible. Little did I know I would be drawn back to that by the end of the afternoon. One of the things I try to do when we have youth or adults at our church camp for a week of camp is visit during the week, most generally Wednesday. This week we had one young man with Tourette’s syndrome, a nephew of one of our ladies. He really doesn’t know me other than facially. We also had one of our men who is close to my age and attends this particular week every year. Phil is a unique man and has a great heart for kids. While visiting he began to tell me about a family in which three of the boys were at camp. There are four altogether. Each one has a different father. The mom struggles with drugs. They are currently living in a burnt out house and sleeping on carpeting. A pastor in a neighboring town has taken them under his wing, made sure they went to church, and even took them to camp. But they have moved over 45 minutes away from him, and closer to us. Come school time they will be going to a school in our county known for its lower income families.
Have you ever had your heart break? Have you ever been able to feel your heart splitting in two?
That is how I felt as Phil was telling me the story and then as I talked to a young lady who taught one of the boys in school. It is hard for me to fathom a situation like that. And you? Do stories like that bother you? Now I am in a quandary because I know the Bible is clear in its teaching. What can we do to help these four boys? How can we get them taken care of physically, as well as spiritually? What can we do to help them emotionally? As I was speaking to Phil and one other, the oldest came over and butted in and did something purely for the purpose of attention. (He is the grown up in the family…a boy going into 7th grade).
What good is our work of faith and steadfastness of hope without our labor of love (Thessalonians passage)? They are fodder for a totally dysfunctional home and law-trouble. I am asking myself “How can we break the cycle?” I have a sneaking suspicion that this might have something to do with that Love Does thingy.
First, I would appreciate any prayers you might care to send up for us. Second, have you run into this? What has been your reaction? How have you helped?