Thirteen years ago I felt a call to be a Methodist minister (if you discount the many times before that when my grannies told me it was going to happen). Yesterday it actually happened! I have the bible to prove it 🙂
To those of you who are not ministers, it may disappoint you somewhat that I don’t feel much different to Saturday. In my mind I’m still eighteen, loving God and doing my best to serve him by loving people. In reality I’m a husband, father and have read more books – but I’m still the same person. In three weeks’ time my lovely wife, brilliant son and gently spine-broken books will travel with me to Newcastle, Co. Down, where together we shall serve the people of Dundrum, Newcastle and Downpatrick.
And I mean together. Kathryn and I think as one. The way we minister might be different to the way that has been modelled before. We want to live missionally, and encourage God’s people to live missionally – see the red box below all the links on the right hand side of this blog for more. It’s going to be a journey together, an adventure. Who knows what’s to come?
The One who knows gives grace in abundance. We need it. Pray for us.