These topics seem especially close to my own heart (no pun intended) these days. Some days I walk a tightrope over the abyss and other times I enjoy the broad flat expanse of living in the moment. I, frankly, treasure both times. “Who knows the day or the hour…” Bible.

Sometimes I feel like I have had to surrender ministry altogether. Some days I feel as though ministry has abandoned me. Not the sense that I am not being ministered too, never such a thought. Sometimes I grieve the loss of those things I used to do with such ease.

I have taught the idea that life ends not when one loses the will to live. That may happen a thousand times. The dying comes when one loses the “will to meaning”, I guess I sometimes refer to it as the loss of a sense of “calling”

I do not care to nor have the intent to draw attention to myself with these comments. That sounds like a bit of an oxymoron doesn’t it? Just to say this; I miss the deep rich fellowship of the body as I am less and less able to sit through an entire worship service. Please know that I am at least watching the ministries of NVFC grow and mature as I gaze over the fence from my pasture to yours.

God bless you all and hold the banner high.

Richard