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Seeds Conference: Steven Furtick

I’m in Tulsa to attend the Seeds Conference. Other that my denomination’s disctrict conference, I don’t attend events like this one. However, it was time to get away and get fed again.

The kickoff was given by Steven Furtick. It was my first chance to hear him live, and … wow. The boy can preach!

He spoke from 2 Kings 3:9–20. I wont take the time to tell the story found in the passage, other than to say that there was a drought in the land. Elisha is called upon to give a word from God, and his response is simple: “Dig a ditch. The water is coming.”

Furtick’s offered a number of thoughts from the passage. Here’s a few I wrote down:

  • Sometimes you have to close your eyes before you can see the vision. In other words, take your eyes of what you see in the natural so that God can speak to you.
  • God doesn’t offer guidance, he wants to be our guide. Often, he only gives us one thing to do (“dig a ditch”) and doesn’t tell us the rest of the details. Can we trust him with the one thing he wants us to do even if we can’t explain the rest of the details?
  • Only God can make it rain, but he expects us to dig the ditch. In other words, do our part by following what he tells us to do.
  • In God’s economy, the rain only comes after we’ve dug the ditch. Too often, we have a vision, we know what God wants us to do, but we wait until everything is in place. “I’ll bring on that staff member once we have the money in the budget.” “We’ll launch that ministry once we have all the volunteers in place.” However, if God says, “Do it.” Then, our job is to … do it, not figure out all the details before doing it.

Furtick then jumped to Acts 3. He read the story of Peter & John and the crippled beggar.

  • We want the miracle, but we don’t want to work with what we have. Far too often, we say things like, “When I have _____, then I’ll do ______.” God never works that way. He takes a few fishes and feeds thousands. Peter admitted to the beggar, “We don’t have much … but with what we have, get up and walk.”
  • Far too often we want to think outside the box, which isn’t a bad thing. However, we must begin with what we have inside the box. Take what you do have and trust God with it. Only then will he do a miracle using what you already have. God wants to enlarge the box you are working in, but we must first be willing to use what we already have.

Anyway, it was a great launch to what promises to be an amazing week. It’s a blast hanging with Heather, Cam, and Erin as well.

I can’t wait to bring some of this back to VCC!

Two Decades: Reality

The call came around 2 AM. It was the police. “Rev. Dale, we have a situation and we need your help. Is Mr. Smith (not his real name) a member of your congregation?” “Yes, he is.” I replied, immediately awake. “Rev. Dale, our officers are in a stand off with Mr. Smith. He is threatening to kill himself unless he gets to talk to you. Can we send a patrol car to pick you up?” My mind was racing. “Of course.”

Nothing could prepare me for that night. None of my theology classes, memorizing Scriptures, or courses on homiletics taught me what to do when one of my parishioners was holding a rifle to his head asking to speak to me in the middle of the night.

I never got to speak with “Mr. Smith” that night. The police had pulled him over for driving erratically. That’s when he pulled out the gun and the standoff began. He asked for me, yet wouldn’t wait for me to arrive. By the time the officer showed up to take me to where he was, Mr. Smith pulled the trigger, ending his life.

The rest of the night was a blur. I drove with the police to Mr. Smith’s house. His wife, who knew that a crisis was taking place, saw me at the door with the officer, and she knew. She collapsed into my arms, weeping with a pain that came from the deepest of places. After a while, I turned to Mr. Smith’s twelve year old son, who was sitting on the stairs, watching his mother grieve.

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Two Decades: Calling

Looking back over twenty plus years of ministry, I’m amazed at just how right I was about what it means to be a pastor. At the same time, I’m astonished at just how wrong I was. Now, I realize that may not make a heck of a lot of sense, so let me explain.

I had an advantage as I headed into Bible College. I had been dating a pastor’s daughter for a few years and was very close to her parents — my pastors. As a result, I knew that being a pastor had its challenges. I had watched my girlfriend’s dad take shots for things that were really not in his control.

And so, as I entered into pastoral ministry after graduation, I knew that challenges would come. And, I was right. However, I had no idea of how passionate and intense the critics could be.

I experienced my first taste of negativity on my very first day as a pastor. I had just been hired as a youth pastor in a small church located in a small town in Eastern Ontario. As I sat in the board meeting, shaking hands with my new employers, the Lead Pastor made an announcement. After a year of fighting with these same guys over every little issue, he was done. He wanted them to know that as soon as he could, he would be moving on to another ministry. The rest of the meeting was tense, with a lot of accusations tossed around.

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Two Decades: Vision

Okay, so it’s been a little more than two decades. But, since I did spend a few years not pastoring during that time, I figure it’s close enough. As I mentioned in this post, I recently had the chance to visit my old Bible College. It brought back a lot of memories for me. During the long drive home, I spent some time trying to remember how I viewed pastoral ministry as I attended college. I thought I’d share some of those thoughts and compare them to what I’ve found to be true about pastoral ministry over the past 20 years. (From this point forward, I am going to refer to pastoral ministry as simply ministry. I’m a little uneasy doing so. I believe that there are so many different “ministries” other than pastoring. However, I’m lazy and don’t feel like typing out pastoral ministry every few sentences!)

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Master’s College: First Impressions

Twenty-one years ago, I walked out of Eastern Pentecostal Bible College with my Bachelor of Theology and began my journey as a pastor. I haven’t been back to the building where I spent four years since that day. That changed this past weekend, sort of.

A lot has happened in that time. The school went through a transformation. The name changed. I still make the mistake of calling the place Eastern from time to time, but many years ago, the name was changed to Master’s College and Seminary. The school moved from Peterborough to Toronto. It was a failed experiment that nearly resulted in the closing of the school. Those involved were well intentioned, but in the end, it simply didn’t work. New leadership was brought in, and a few years ago, MCS headed back to familiar territory in Peterborough.

I walked through the doors of my school this past Sunday. Our family was delivering our oldest daughter, who begins her own journey into ministry. How that looks and what role she will have is something that she will sort out with God.

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