Ever since our family moved from Wichita to Fort Worth, I’ve been praying for God to open the door for me to pastor a church here while attending seminary at Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. I’ve posted my resume where I can, kept an eye on the job boards, and prayerfully submitted my resume to several churches.
Obviously this season has tested our family, and forced us to a deeper reliance on Christ. We’ve learned (and are continually learning) to pray for our daily bread and to trust that He will provide it.
One of the most important lessons that I’m learning in this time is the difference between could and called.
Some positions could be a fit. My particular experiences could serve the congregation well, and my family could fit and love the people. Ultimately, it could work out long-term, but not if something more important is missing.
If I’m not called to that church, it won’t be a fit. If my family isn’t called to minister to the congregation, we may love them and treasure their friendship, but it just won’t work. Regardless of what could be, without being called, it won’t.
My prayer is that every church would discover the man that God has called to lead them, not just the man who could.