Like many people, I am in a very busy season of life right now. At work I’m swamped. The National Conference, the Philippian Fellowship, our prison ministry, and our mailings are keeping me hopping. I’m hopelessly behind on email. There are reports to run and recommendations to make, volunteers to serve, and dozens of other things I can’t even remember at the moment.
In the midst of all this, God has been kind in bringing two things to my attention.
The first was several weeks ago, when we received word that one of our military chaplains overseas was killed in a roadside bombing.
The second was more recently, when we received a sweet note from the sister of a woman who has been part of our Philippian Fellowship from the beginning. She emailed to let us know that God brought Jean safely to heaven through cancer—Jean’s fight of faith was over and she no longer needed anything from us.
The grace in this for me, at least, is the reminder that what I do here cannot be merely about checking things off my lists, or having an empty email inbox, or getting mailings out on time, or putting together a meeting for the Philippian Fellowship. I want to do those things well. But it’s so much more than that.
All of these tasks are serving the greater desire to care for the faith of my brothers and sisters in Christ, and the souls of men and women who remain in darkness.