Interviewing with churches for potential ministry positions is quite unique. In no other situation, that I can think of, is the entire family part of the interview process. For whatever reason I had taken particular care this week to make sure everyone was dressed appropriately and that we had all the extras for the kids like snacks, juice boxes, distractions for during the interview etc. I had spent a lot of time in prayer for James, the sermon, and the congregation throughout the week, but I had also spent time taking care of things that would allow us to make a general good first impression. We left quite early Sunday morning to allow for a long commute and plenty of time before Sunday School began. All seemed to be going well as we spotted the church without a problem and had time to spare. Then as we pulled in to the church parking lot a car sick child vomited. Marissa emptied the contents of her stomach, and everyone except the baby ended up with some on them. We needed our extra time to change the kids clothing and get ourselves and the car cleaned up the best we could. It was a humble reminder for me that many of the things I had spent time on this week didn't really matter and that the situation was completely in God's hands. The message brought from God's word was excellent even if the man brining it still smelled a bit like soured milk, and I have nothing but peace about the situation now.
Monday, January 28, 2008
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