Following Jesus, Leading His Church
Peterson’s experience of listening sounds remarkably similar to a pastor’s experience of listening. Since regular pastors will find themselves in the listening business, they would do well to learn from someone who gets paid to listen.
The question remains after the service is done and the live stream is over … Did anyone actually worship?
For years I’ve enjoyed Johnson’s broadcasting style on Inside the NBA. Recently I enjoyed his writing when I read Unscripted: The Unpredictable Moments that Make Life Extraordinary.
1 Samuel 15 details a tragic episode in the life of Saul, the first king of Israel. Despite a positive start, Saul’s reign as king was marked by folly and rebellion. The pattern of Saul’s folly and rebellion reached a low point in 1 Samuel 15.
What motivates a regular pastor? What drives him to stand in the pulpit, week after week, proclaiming biblical truth?
The statistics about pornography consumption and production are alarming. In my role as a regular pastor, I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised at the number of men who talk to me about their struggle with pornography … but I am surprised.
Recently I’ve read through The Pastor, Peterson’s memoir. Towards the end of this self-reflective work, Peterson gives a remarkable description of church in America. I’m not championing everything Peterson wrote, said, preached, or stood for. However, his writing has struck a chord with me – a regular pastor.
Any student of the Bible knows the treasure of doctrine that is found on the pages of Paul’s letter to the church in Rome. However, Romans also contains a remarkable amount of personal correspondence. While our theological formulations may come from the doctrinal portions of the book, Paul’s personal correspondence offers a beautiful description of Christian ministry.
As a regular pastor I get excited about the occasional opportunity to “go” to church with my family. While there are certain things I do want to hear on these occasional Sundays, there are also a number of things I don’t want to hear.
