I was struck this weekend by God’s working in the life of myself, and my family. He is so faithful, in spite of my own faithlessness, so I just wanted to take a second to thank God, and share the joys of His grace with anyone who reads this board.
On Friday morning I had the opportunity to hear Bill Davenport speak at chapel, which was awesome because it was the very first time I’ve been audience to his preaching. That’s kind of funny actually, considering we’ve been involved in lots of things together, and he’s been such an encouragement to me over these past five years. He brought us a valuable message on behalf of the Valley Care Pregnancy Centre, sharing the amazing value of human life when rightly understood as a divine creation. Friday evening I was treated to a night with the Acadia Christian Fellowship, which is always a pleasure. I was invited to speak next Friday on the subject of the apostle’s teaching, which I believe is not only being taught to us, but is a role-model for the kind of teaching we should strive to achieve. A teaching that is grounded in God’s truth, led by His Spirit, and testifies of His Son.
Saturday started off relatively laid-back, and I headed out to meet my brother, Dave and enjoy a coffee and time together, which always boosts my spirit. I then visited with my brother, Jean-Marc and we caught up a bit, and talked about our mutual love for teaching. Later, I managed to get my reading and written reflection done for my Christian Education class, and then blew off part of the evening playing video games with Alyssa.
Sunday, I was greeted by a few new faces in my Sunday school class, which always gets me excited. Two older members of my fellowship joined in, and it was just such a joy to have them there. I love the university group, and would happily stick with teaching them for the rest of my days, but I know it’s not healthy. I need to have more mature Christian check my work, and offer encouragement and correction, in order to become a better teacher, and a better disciple. The university group is very forgiving, and sometimes I fear they may not offer a rebuke when I may rightly deserve one. Accountability is a wonderful thing, and absolutely vital for anyone (even the crazed Sunday school teacher) who would lead God’s people.
I also received a little card from a family in the church who are very dear to us. I’m not going to name names, but I was so deeply touched by their act of kindness, that I lost control of my tear-ducts for a bit. My family’s commitment to full-time ministry – and it’s definitely my family’s commitment, even though I’m the one doing the homework – has been a strain on all of us. I don’t know if you’re aware, but university is expensive. We’ve been merrily making ends meet as a single-income family without too much difficulty, but the added expense of school has been a burden which has resulted in some, shall we say, creative living. Anyway, this family gave us a generous monetary gift, which was an amazing blessing to us. It made me realize with even greater clarity, “Yes, God’s taking us there. He’s driving this rig, and he’s going to get us to our destination.”
Tonight, I attended the commissioning service for our Pastor of Student Ministries, Jon Dixon. Jon is a great pastor, a good friend, and an amazing encouragement to Marsha, Alyssa and I. We love him, Sharalyn, Katie and Caleb (even though Caleb calls my daughter ‘Joe’) so much, and we thank God for bringing them into our lives, and into the lives of our youth.