There are many blessings of ministry as a pastor. One of those is to be with families with new babies. In the past several weeks, I have had the opportunity to be with two families who welcomed a new member to their family, as well as pray before surgery for an infant. Each one of these are doing great.
What blessings do you find in ministry?
I really enjoy my local True Value hardware store, Dobbels. The employees are knowledgeable and helpful. As the winter was turning into spring, I went in looking for a solution on my extension cord for our mower. You see, I had sliced it when shoveling our sidewalk in the winter. It was under the snow as it was powering the Christmas lights on the bush in front of our home. I didn’t know if I needed a new cord or if it could just be wrapped up. It did not look too bad for me, but I sure didn’t want to tempt an accident.
I walked in and lingered by the front of the store while a man was checking out. The employee behind the register asked if I could use some help. I said yes, and explained that I was looking for someone that knew something about electrical cords. The customer who had just finished his transaction paused and said, “I know about them.”
I showed him the cut in the cord. He said, no problem. It will be fine, just wrap it up with a little plastic tape. I thanked him and asked the employee where I could find the plastic electrical tape. Upon hearing that, the customer who was about to leave offered to repair it with his own plastic tape. We walked out to his truck and he fixed it up.
He was an electrician and offered was extravagantly generous.
I was blessed.
It is a blessing to have a meal prepared and served to you by someone that you do not know.
In preparation for each of the funeral service of my step-grandmother, Alice Conard, and my grandmother, Nora Fieser, our family shared in a meal prepared by the members of First United Methodist Church in Great Bend and Plains United Methodist Church, respectively.
At a time of grief, good home cooked food was truly comforting and I felt that it was one of the more tangible signs of care that I received.
Thank God for good cooks and caring souls willing to share the blessing of meals.