2 Turn your ear to me,
come quickly to my rescue;
be my rock of refuge,
a strong fortress to save me.
No matter how much you enjoy being in ministry. No matter how many results you’re seeing. No matter how many new people have started to attend. You’ll have days you wish you had taken up farming and lived on a thousand acres in the middle of Nebraska.
Because there will be days when someone has hurt your ministry, your husband or you yourself to the extent where you struggle to get out of bed and start a new day.
The ministry is different from most other vocations because you don’t have one boss, you have a couple hundred people telling you what you should do and how you should do it. You don’t get one performance review, every time someone doesn’t show up for a service, it’s a performance review. “We like you pastor, but not enough to forgo our favorite TV program to come hear your message on Philippians.”
Or, as I’ve said before, people feel free to critique pastors in ways they would never think of critiquing their friends or neighbors.
I know that we didn’t face some of the trials that many pastors face, but like all pastors, we had our moments. (Tomorrow I’ll talk about some statistics, that will give credibility to what I’m saying here.)
But on this Monday morning, I want to concentrate on mountains.
As many of you know, Ken and I spent a lot of time in the mountains of Montana. We grew to love the area, to wake up on a June morning and see snow softly falling, to walk across the snow-covered rocks up above the timberline, to gaze across a flat field of brilliantly-colored wildflowers to a massive wall of mountain. I remember driving through those mountains one windy day. A storm was churning and the grasses, bushes and trees were being whipped by the wind. But the mountains were just THERE. Unmoving, a picture of stability in the midst of wildly- blowing wind.
No matter what happens in our lives, we can depend on the Lord. Even when everyone else has seemingly deserted us, He is there for us, in the same caring place He has always been. Like that mountain, unshaken by the storm that is careening through out lives, our Savior provides a stability that is firmer than that of the highest mountain.
Don’t forget that.
Grasp on to that.
And hold on tight.
Remember God promises to never leave nor forsake us.
And He won’t.