So, I was scrolling through my Twitter feed yesterday and
came across a post from a pastor that I follow, Sam Rainer. He linked to one of his recent blog posts: "Ten
Reasons I’m Thankful for West Bradenton Baptist Church." That got me to thinking about the church I
serve. God has given us more than 22
years together. There’s a lot to be grateful
for! Here are the blessings I’m counting
this Thanksgiving.
You love my family
and me the way we are. In 22 years a
church gets to know its pastor. A pastor
and family could put up a pretty good front for three or four years maybe but
not for 22. Real life, real issues, and
real struggles that unfold across two decades break down any façades and reveal what
is really in the heart of a pastor and family.
They know we’re not perfect. They
don’t expect us to be. They have loved
us at our best and at our worst. They
have loved us on the mountaintop and they have loved us in the valley. Never have they asked or insinuated that we
should be anyone else than who God created us to be. When a minister’s family is loved as they
are, they find a freedom to grow and to thrive.
Thank you, FBC, Hot Springs.
You love the Scripture. The Bible is our textbook at First Baptist,
and our people wouldn’t have it any other way.
It provides our game plan for ministry.
We teach the Bible in multiple venues.
We give a lot of Bibles away. “Is
it in the Book?” is a question we ask a lot.
Thanks, FBC, Hot Springs.
You are good
listeners. The church has grown a
lot over the years, but there are still a good number of folks in the church
who have had to listen to my sermons and my teaching since my first Sunday
in June of 1995. And they keep coming
back. I don’t know how they do it. In 22 years, I’ve never stood up to preach or
teach thinking, “How am I going to get and keep their attention? Will they stay awake today?” Never.
Not once. I’m sure we’ve got some
sleepers—every church does. But most of
our folks are right there with me, engaging, thinking, considering what they
are hearing. Some engage me in
conversation or via email after sermons. Knowing I’m not preaching to a brick wall
every Sunday is critical for me as a preacher.
But what makes them good listeners is that plenty of them try to put
what they learn into practice. I do not
take that for granted. It makes me a
better preacher. Thank you, FBC, Hot
Springs, for being good listeners.
You value unity. We realize we can do more when we do it
together. It’s also a lot more fun. Our people work at unity. We tackle controversial matters rather than
sweeping them under the rug. That's why
our unity is more than skin-deep; it’s heart deep. Unity provides an image to our community of
the unity in our Triune God. Thanks,
FBC, Hot Springs.
You surround me with a great staff team. All of them are as committed to the church as I am. All of them are gifted and devoted to Jesus and the Great Commission. I wouldn't be near the pastor I want to be without their hard work and dedicated service. We love each other and we love the church.
You have an incredible volunteer spirit. We rarely have to beg for volunteer leaders. Hundreds of you serve in areas in which God has called you to serve. You're not just doing a job in the church; you're fulfilling God's calling in your life. And you make a difference for the kingdom in Hot Springs and around the world.
You surround me with a great staff team. All of them are as committed to the church as I am. All of them are gifted and devoted to Jesus and the Great Commission. I wouldn't be near the pastor I want to be without their hard work and dedicated service. We love each other and we love the church.
You have an incredible volunteer spirit. We rarely have to beg for volunteer leaders. Hundreds of you serve in areas in which God has called you to serve. You're not just doing a job in the church; you're fulfilling God's calling in your life. And you make a difference for the kingdom in Hot Springs and around the world.
You aren’t afraid of
change. No pastor can stay at a
church as long as I have if the church isn’t willing to change along the way. Our church is 181 years old but if you were
to visit, you’d never guess we were such an old lady. Old churches like ours are often on their
last legs by now. They are slow to
change. They prefer the old to the new,
the known to the unknown, the sure thing to the big risk. Churches as old as ours are often bed-ridden
or even on life-support, spending time reminiscing about days that were never
as good as we remember them. Not us! Our folks embrace change because they worship
a God who does new things, a God on the move, a God on mission. This is not to say we haven’t had to work
through some crankiness when we have made some large changes. We have.
But people come along. They get
it over time. And they get behind it
too. Thank you, FBC, that you aren’t
afraid of change.
You practice grace. Our people cut each other a lot of
slack. We take sin seriously, but we
take repentance and forgiveness and holiness seriously too. We are not what one person once called a
Miranda church where anything you say or do can be held against you. Our people practice grace. My family has been on the receiving end of
that grace many times. We love
restoration stories. We love second
chances and more. We practice grace. Maybe that’s why there so much joy in the
church family. Thanks, FBC, Hot Springs,
for practicing grace.
You give generously. We are a people of the open hand: glad to
receive God’s blessings, glad to share them with those in need. We make budgets. We exceed mission offering goals. We support three church plants. We help those in need. We pay our ministers generously. This is a church of extravagant givers. Thanks, FBC, Hot Springs, for being a church
that gives generously.
You love the nations. Put a stethoscope to the heart of the church
and you’ll hear the Great Commission beating in our chest. Our people pray, give, and go. Hundreds of our people have traveled at their
own expense to work in our strategic mission partnerships around the
world. The nations start across street,
and our people work there too. We love
missions. We love missionaries. We love Hot Springs. We love the nations. Thanks, FBC, Hot Springs.
There is so much more I could write. This is already longer than I intended it to
be, so I’ll stop here. Dayna and I are
so grateful God sent us here and has kept us here across the years. There are days when I lose sight of how
blessed I am, but that sight returns quickly.
In fact, most days, I have to pinch myself to make sure it’s not just a
dream that I get to pastor this congregation.
So in this Thanksgiving week, I want to say thank you, First Baptist,
Hot Springs. We love you!