My senior Pastor and the Music Minister have asked me take over the ministry and become the Pastor at an independent living facility that our church has had services at for the last fifteen years. It's called "The Church at Tregaron", has about twenty five people each Sunday. 99% women, from many different theological backgrounds, with an occasional husband or son attending. They are a lovely group of people, who are very caring and who are just appreciative that someone is taking the time to provide them spiritual care. They have been a very receptive to the Gospel Message but everyone has expressed already having a personal relationship with Jesus Christ our King.
The ministry team is made up of a gentlemen and two ladies who do all of the music and set up and one lady who does snacks and hands out hymnals and the bulletins. I have found that Lifesprings Church put some money into the equipment that we use. I have preached in many nursing, independent living and assisted living and only the really high end facility have anything to support a service. Our mother church really shows how much they care about these loving folks.
Personally, music has not and probably will never be a strength, unless we start singing like the Old Appalachia Baptist's? You'll have to look that one up, I found it really interesting. We sing hymns out of the old Baptist Hymnal and sometime the Music Leader gets a little excited. He really does love God's music and he just pours his whole self into rejoicing in God. I so enjoy watching a man who is on fire for the Lord and shares so much through his worship. It makes it hard to laugh and sing at the same time!
God has luckily gifted all of His people in different ways. I have to remember that though I have been there for a few months know, one of the Ladies and her now deceased husband started it 15 years ago and the music guy has been there almost as long. They are very gracious with me, even when they think I'm supposed to be the leader of our little circus but I'm supposed to do it the way it has always been, Ha, ha, ha...
It's all to the Glory of God! May he bless you and keep you close to His bosom!
Searching for what it means to be a faithful follower of Jesus! Applying what I learn to my life and share with those around me. What that looks like, well, that changes everyday but Jesus is my rock, and He doesn't change. So come along for the ride...
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Friday, March 13, 2020
Saturday, August 10, 2019
Loving Jesus even when I don't understand people!
I'm preaching from John 5:1-9 but I also touch versus' 10-14. While prepping for this sermon, it struck me that Jesus heals this man and the man just gets up and walks away. This guy has been a cripple for 38 years and BAM! you're healed. I would be dancing, singing and celebrating because I'm whole, but who just came up and asks "Do you want to be healed". Then this dude (I am not trying to be disrespectful to Jesus, dude is just my internal dialogues use of terminology for identification) say's, "Get up, take your bed and walk", BAM!, there would be dancing from this man, hugging and kissing anybody who wasn't faster then my amazingly healed self.
John 5:1-9 All scripture is from the English Standard Version (ESV)
5 After this there was a feast of the Jews, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem.2 Now there is in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate a pool, in Aramaic[a]called Bethesda,[b] which has five roofed colonnades. 3 In these lay a multitude of invalids—blind, lame, and paralyzed.[c] 5 One man was there who had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. 6 When Jesus saw him lying there and knew that he had already been there a long time, he said to him, “Do you want to be healed?” 7 The sick man answered him, “Sir, I have no one to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up, and while I am going another steps down before me.” 8 Jesus said to him, “Get up, take up your bed, and walk.” 9 And at once the man was healed, and he took up his bed and walked. Now that day was the Sabbath.
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