Not sure about anyone else. But, since this is a personal blog, believe it’s okay to share personal impressions.
I had to smile…and maybe even a quiet laugh [yep, I’m able for that] when someone invited me to apply for another interim position in the Austin Area. They said, “The Search Committee will need a copy of your sermon.”
I was quiet. [Yep, that can happen, too.]
“Mark, did you hear me?”
Close to a whisper, “Sorry. But I haven’t had a sermon manuscript since 1997 when I began conference ministry. Preached in a different church each Sunday. And no, no need to ask, I never preached the same sermon each Sunday.” [I could have launched some self-justification for no manuscript by intoning, “Besides, sermons are better heard than read.” Didn’t.]
“But. Haven’t you done a number of interims in local congregations, serving them either 6 months or a year?”
“Yes, but never felt the need for a manuscript. Just focused mentally and spiritually and let it fly.”
More of the reflection:
Am hearing from personal friends and church members [and quite often, truthfully, that is redundant!] who have been clobbered by flooded waters literally wiping them out…at least all their belongings. The sadness is flooded by the tragic. Prayers are helpful. But. Somehow connecting in other ways makes more importance. At least in my mind and heart. My fishing waders are ready. Will do some checking, particularly with dear, dear San Marcos families. So tough when the tragic floods.
And to that, in this Friday mind-push, is a line I heard last week in church. The pastor welcomed people and then said, “You make us more than we are.”
Ah. Wrote her my gratitude. Because I knew her words did not focus upon numbers. Rather, meant that as persons when others join us, we ARE better.
More than an academic concept…much more. To which end, take a moment or two and share with someone, who when with you, makes you more. Okay?