rough work

Whoa.... momma. The last few days have been a bit tough mentally and otherwise. I've stepped into a role with the church as a Church Ministries Coordinator. As a part of my training (and as a part of the development of this church) I am sitting down with the ministry leaders on all fronts and working to bring harmony between them. Administration has never been my strongest suit and this has already been a real stretcher for me. But administrative responsibilities are not what are taxing me. Rather, there are always matters of church discipline (if you want to call it that) that must be handled. This is where the real wear and tear happens on my nerves.

I love... truly love serving the people of God through the teaching of the word and pastoral care. The tough thing is when the pastor has to step in and inform a sheep that he has strayed from the direction of the flock. Sometimes it is a matter of differing perspectives on ministry and other times there is a spiritual/moral issue that needs to be addressed. Either way- this is not an aspect of pastoral ministry that I take any measure of joy in. I don't have much else to say about this really. Sometimes things must be said or done for the benefit of the church and the spiritual welfare of all who are involved. This can be painful, but the hope is that it isn't. Regardless, all we say must be truth spoken in love.

Soli Deo Gloria