“All were speaking well of Him, and wondering at the gracious words which were falling from His lips…. And all in the synagogue were filled with rage as they heard these things; and they rose up and cast Him out of the city…” (Luke 4)
Who was it who said “I’m not as bad as my worst enemies say, nor as good as my biggest supporters claim”? Something like that.
I expect there’s a lot more going on as to why some love you, pastor–and others don’t–than first meets the eye.
Stella was a senior adult and dear to everyone in our congregation. From time to time, she would drop by the church office with fudge for her pastor. It was as delicious as anything Godiva or Hershey ever hoped to make. I made sure she knew how much I appreciated her thoughtfulness.
Meanwhile, I was having a miserable time trying to get a handle on pastoring that church. A few of the leaders were chronically dissatisfied with anything I did and most of what I said.
I welcomed her kindness.
One evening on my way out the door, I ran into Stella in the hallway. She said, “Pastor, I want you to see something.” Opening her purse, she brought out a letter from ten years earlier written by the pastor at that time, Dr. Carl Bates. He was thanking Stella for the wonderful candy.
I feigned shock. “Stella! I thought I was the only pastor you made fudge for!”
She smiled. “I have always loved all my pastors.”
I gave her a hug and said, “Good for you. That’s exactly how it should be.”
A few minutes later, on the drive home, something occurred to me.
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