This weekend has been an amazing experience in my journey
with the Lord. I’ve realized again
with profound significance, as Rick Warren said in the opening line of the
Purpose Driven Life: ‘It’s not
about me.’
My wife was the guest speaker for a women’s conference near
New York City. She invited me to
go with her and I was honored to do so.
On top of that, after ten weeks of preaching three times a weekend, I
was due for a much-needed speaking break.
What a thrill it was to be there to serve the Lord by
serving Kathy. She is
amazing. I love her heart and her
love for Jesus. I love how much
she loves, believes and lives the word of God. So did every woman who heard her this weekend.
When I arrived to pick her up, they were asking for their
picture with her, having her sign her books, and thanking her for her
ministry. She had not just
ministered the word, she had given of her life. I was so blessed to witness those
moments. I was glad to not be the
one in the limelight and realize again – it’s not about me!
From there we headed toward Dover, Delaware. We decided we would drive a little over
3 hours further and spend time with our son and worship with him on
Sunday. We had a beautiful dinner
Saturday night together and found out a few days ago he was actually preaching
this weekend.
Today I sat in the third row back on the right hand
side. I sat with the crowd, and
witnessed my 26-year-old son, bring the word to the congregation where he
serves as worship and youth pastor.
I’ve heard David’s messages from recordings, but never live from a
church service. It was one of the
most humbling moments of my life.
I’m grateful for all my kids. They are a huge blessing in my life. They are a big part of what keeps my
fire burning. I love what I
do. I’m a pastor. It’s God’s call on my life. I love to preach the word of God and
the glorious gospel of Jesus. But
everyone needs a break. This
weekend, it was my turn to step aside.
It’s not about me.
I watched with wonder, blessing and amazement at the
ministry of the Lord through my wife on Saturday and my son on Sunday. I got some much-needed rest, and I
heard clearly from God. I love my
church family and am grateful for the privilege to serve at Northside. But it’s not about me. It never has been and it never will
be.
David told us of a young man who tells his mother when the
weekend comes, ‘It’s time to go to church, starring Jesus!’ I like that. I like it a lot.
It’s not about me. It’s all
about Him.
