Pastoral Anniversary Drive By Parade

 

Snapshots from Election Day

 

12 Years

 

This coming weekend Marc and I will celebrate 12 years at WABC. I don't know that I ever thought this far ahead. So much of our life has changed since we first took the walk down that road to pastoring and leading a small church in the middle of a neighborhood in the middle of an urban city. Its so weird to look back now and see how the church has changed and evolved. Watching the children we knew when we first came to WABC now grown and some with children of their own. To see my own children now in their mid 30s living out their lives as adults. Having survived Marc's illness and the changes it brought to our daily life. So many changes and now as we embark on this upcoming anniversary in the middle of a pandemic no less I can't help but wonder what the next few years will hold for us. In just the last few weeks we have loss three church member's (thankfully not to Covid-19), but its still a loss that will stay with us for some time to come. I try to imagine what it will be like when we all come back together again. After nearly 8 months of not gathering within a church building (and who knows how much longer it will be with the numbers steadily increasing again), Marc and I have discussed many times what lessons we should have learned from this lockdown. How will we do church differently when we return. How many people will actually return and what does that mean for us as a church. Over the last three years I have learned to not worry to much about what will be. I have learned to trust that God has a plan and despite the evidence sometimes, he really does know whats best for me and he has shown me over the last few years that he is perfectly capable of taking care of me and mine without any help from us. So I will have to just be patient and trust the process. I don't feel at all that God is through with us yet.