Real Faith Is Refined In The Fires

I Get Asked, 'what Do You Miss Most About Being A Pastor?' I Think It's The Intimacy, The Incredible Gift Of Intimacy. You Go Through Death With Somebody, With Their Families, And There's An Intimacy That Comes Through That That Is Just Incomparable.

Christians Don't Simply Learn Or Study Or Use Scripture; We Assimilate It, Take It Into Our Lives In Such A Way That It Gets Metabolized Into Acts Of Love, Cups Of Cold Water, Missions Into All The World, Healing And Evangelism And Justice In Jesus' Name, Hands Raised In Adoration Of The Father, Feet Washed In Company With The Son.

There Is Something About Christmas That Requires A Rug Rat. Little Kids Make Christmas Fun. I Wonder If Could Rent One For The Holidays. When I Was Tiny We Would By A Real Tree And Stay Up Late Drinking Hot Chocolate And Finding Just The Right Place For The Special Decorations.

I Think Pastors Are The Worst Listeners. We're So Used To Speaking, Teaching, Giving Answers. We Must Learn To Be Quiet, Quit Being So Verbal, Learn To Pay Attention To What's Going On, And Listen.

Isn't It Interesting That All Of The Biblical Prophets And Psalmists Were Poets?