Guess I'm not a pastor.......
Starting a Saturday evening service has gotten me to think a lot about myself. I have recently come to the conclusion though, that I am NOT a pastor. I AM NOT A PASTOR!!! Some of you who know me might argue with my recent conclusion. To those who would argue, thank you, you are the ones who believe in me and keep me going (you know who you are). Please hear me out though...
Someone once told me that a pastor wears suits and ties. I was told that a pastor should look "the part". Well in that respect, I AM NOT A PASTOR. I preach with conviction in blue jeans, t-shirts and hoodies. God has called me for who I am and not for what clothes I wear. God looks on the heart while man looks on the outward appearance (1 Samuel 16:7) Forgive me Lord, for I wear not a suit!
I was once told that a pastor should not mention certain things from the pulpit. in that respect, I AM NOT A PASTOR. A couple of Saturdays ago, I decided to completely open up to my evening congregation and tell them that I struggle with a porn addiction. If pastors cannot admit such things to the people they serve, then I am not a pastor.
According to a lot of churches, pastors should hold a masters degree. Well then I definitely am not a pastor. I hold a two year church leadership certificate from Vineyard Leadership Institute, a far cry from a masters degree. Would I love to get a masters degree? You bet ya. Is it reasonable at this time? Nope. Guess I'm not a pastor.
I was once told that I should learn to love sports so that I had something to talk to people about. It would help me with being a pastor. Well in that respect, I AM NOT A PASTOR. I don't mind the occasional sporting event, I somewhat enjoy them. But I do not enjoy memorizing every little retarded fact about every sports team. I do not enjoy standing around talking about sports. Sorry, I guess I am not a pastor.
So what does that make me? An undereducated, blue jeans preachin', non sports talkin', recovering porn addict.......who loves the Lord with everything he is! I will continue to preach the Gospel of Christ till the day I die with all the conviction that is within me. And I will do it without a suit, without sports, admitting my faults, maybe someday with a masters degree, but ALWAYS within the power of the Holy Spirit. I am called to be His messenger, as me, not as someone else.
Someone once told me that a pastor wears suits and ties. I was told that a pastor should look "the part". Well in that respect, I AM NOT A PASTOR. I preach with conviction in blue jeans, t-shirts and hoodies. God has called me for who I am and not for what clothes I wear. God looks on the heart while man looks on the outward appearance (1 Samuel 16:7) Forgive me Lord, for I wear not a suit!
I was once told that a pastor should not mention certain things from the pulpit. in that respect, I AM NOT A PASTOR. A couple of Saturdays ago, I decided to completely open up to my evening congregation and tell them that I struggle with a porn addiction. If pastors cannot admit such things to the people they serve, then I am not a pastor.
According to a lot of churches, pastors should hold a masters degree. Well then I definitely am not a pastor. I hold a two year church leadership certificate from Vineyard Leadership Institute, a far cry from a masters degree. Would I love to get a masters degree? You bet ya. Is it reasonable at this time? Nope. Guess I'm not a pastor.
I was once told that I should learn to love sports so that I had something to talk to people about. It would help me with being a pastor. Well in that respect, I AM NOT A PASTOR. I don't mind the occasional sporting event, I somewhat enjoy them. But I do not enjoy memorizing every little retarded fact about every sports team. I do not enjoy standing around talking about sports. Sorry, I guess I am not a pastor.
So what does that make me? An undereducated, blue jeans preachin', non sports talkin', recovering porn addict.......who loves the Lord with everything he is! I will continue to preach the Gospel of Christ till the day I die with all the conviction that is within me. And I will do it without a suit, without sports, admitting my faults, maybe someday with a masters degree, but ALWAYS within the power of the Holy Spirit. I am called to be His messenger, as me, not as someone else.

