On Wednesday night, my wife and I went to our mid-week Bible study. A sharp, middle aged couple that has just relocated from Florida started attending two weeks ago.
Towards the end of the meeting, we broke up into groups of 2 or 3 people to tell our story of how we came to Christ.
I was in a group with the new man and the pastor. I learned that the new man had been a youth pastor for 13 years and an assistant pastor for 15 more in a Pentecostal church in Florida. He met our pastor when he spoke at their church.
Towards the end of the meeting, the pastor announced that there will be a men’s breakfast this Saturday and the new guy was going to be the speaker since the scheduled speaker cancelled at the last minute.
Before I knew it, out of nowhere, a dart of disappointment stabbed my heart. Where did it come from?
In several private meetings, the pastor has repeatedly told me how highly he thinks of me. He knows that I have a strong desire to teach and preach the Bible at some point in the future. I have had no illusions that anything was immediately on the horizon. In fact, I have been very peaceful and in no hurry. I realize that I am still a relatively unknown new comer.
Yet, before I realized what happened, when that little announcement was made, quite unexpectedly, my heart was pierced.
Oh, my head could make sense of it…The man has been in the Pentecostal church his whole life…he knows the pastor. More importantly, the pastor knows him and trusts him. Somehow, that didn’t help my heart…
Oh well, it’s not the first nor the worst disappointment in my life…onward and upward!
