Since I’ve made the move to “associate minister”, Gary’s gotten into this little habit of calling me the “junior preacher”. People ask me if it bothers me, and it really doesn’t. In fact, I kind of like it. I’ve even gotten in on the act, referring to myself as “Robin” to Gary’s “Batman”, or “Barney” to his “Andy”. If Gary weren’t picking on me, I wouldn’t know he liked me. Plus, it gives me the chance to fire back with a few witty barbs of my own from time to time. I can take it, but I like to dish it, too.

The title is also a fitting description of where I’m at professionally right now. I enjoy every opportunity I get to preach and I continue to feel that’s where God is leading me. But there are so many other elements of the job that I need to be exposed to. I feel like each day I’m learning a little more about the ministry of preaching. Case in point: I conducted my first funeral service today. It was a graveside service for the father of one of our members. I really wasn’t nervous, but I’m glad to have that first one under my belt now. For the past 3 or 4 months, it’s been an absolute privilege to join Gary as we make visits to hospitals and nursing homes, visiting some of our dear sweet members. I’ve learned so much over the past few months, but I know there’s still a lot I need to learn. Like finding the right spot to clip the microphone onto my tie (needed GB’s help with that one Sunday).

Through all of this, I’m reminded that we’re all in process. We’re all in various stages of becoming. The older I get, the more it seems that life is about discovering who God created you to be. I’m thankful for the opportunity I have every day to grow a little closer to His goal for me, whatever it may be. I’m also thankful to have a spiritually-minded mentor like Gary to encourage me as I grow. I’m the beneficiary of so much. Tonight, I thank my God for the unmerited favor He’s sending my way. He’s been good, indeed.