I suppose I thought some sort of contemplative mantel would fall on me once I was installed as a pastor but that miracle has not occurred. Quite the opposite is true. My pace has amped up ten times. And so has my need to hear from the Lord and walk by his Spirit. The only way to do that is to be awake.
We were a little nervous, as one always is when welcoming new people into your home. The couple and their two young children joined us for dinner and I could tell that they were a bit nervous too. They were dressed up in dresses and collared shirts, their children’s hair shining with styling gel and care. We all shook hands too hard and greeted too much, overly polite, covering our insecurities with eagerness.