“For as many as may be the promises of God, in Him they are yes….” (2 Corinthians 1:20).
In my last pastorate, on three occasions my congregation hosted foreign mothers and their babies who had come to New Orleans for life-saving surgery for the child. Once or twice, they also took in the interpreters.
This was a considerable undertaking. For as long as three months, families in our church had these two adults and one infant as house-guests, with others in the congregation shuttling them to and from our Children’s Hospital each day and helping with expenses.
It was a huge event, but one my people did well. I was proud of them, and am to this day.
But I will not soon forget the first time we did this.
I took a phone call from a representative of an international ministry based here in the states and headed by a famous minister. My name was one of several he had received from our local seminary as a pastor who might be interested in helping to host this mother, child, and interpreter. He said, “I’ve called six or eight pastors in the New Orleans area. So far, most won’t even return my calls. One or two showed interest but nothing more.”
I said, “You can quit calling. You’ve found the church. We can do this.”
We swapped information and I promised to share this with my people, who I knew would jump at the chance to help.
A few days later, after hearing nothing more from the man, I learned he was still calling pastors in the area. So I phoned him.