Have a case of the Augusts? Not ready for the program year to start? Thinking about how you can’t save the world, or even your little corner of it? RevGals can’t fix it all either, but we can give you a reason to post to your blog!
The #RallyRevGals Blog Contest will run from Tuesday, August 18, to Sunday, August 31.
To be eligible:
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1. Write a blog post about a woman who has been a positive influence on your ministry (whether or not she is/was a pastor),
2. Use the tag/hashtag #RallyRevGals in your subject line as well as categories or tags on your blog,
3. Share the link in the comments on this blog post, in the comments on the accompanying Facebook group post, or on Twitter (be sure to use the hashtag so we can find your blog post).
4. Everyone who participates will be entered in a random drawing for three prizes from our Cafe Press store.
I couldn’t narrow it down to just one woman who has helped me along in my 16 years of ministry, so over the next few days I will be blogging about a few more. But here’s today’s special woman who deserves to be upheld as someone who cared and countinues to care for me as a pastor and a person.
In every church we’ve served I’ve found that there are a couple of lay people with whom I develop a special bond with. Usually that bond is strenghtened by their witness to me and their unconditional love and support of me as their pastor. It’s not that they wouldn’t be honest with me but perhaps it’s because they are honest – honest with constructive criticism and honest with compliments and words of encouragement. There was always a feeling I had that this person had my back and was praying for me.
As I mentioned thankfully I’ve had this at every church that my husband and I have served but a few stand out. One of those is a lady named Peggy. Every Sunday Peggy and her children and grandchildren where in church I knew that I would be given a hug that would fill me with the energy and the joy that I would need to face whatever may come my way till we meet again. Along with that hug were words such as “I love you so much”, ” Your prayers are so special and sincere”, ” You have gifts for ministry and I’m glad your my pastor” etc. We all long to hear those words but we also recgonize that being ordained and thus behind the pulpit often set us apart from hearing those words that help sustain our beings.
My bond with Peggy I believe is unbreakable. I haven’t been her pastor in close to 10 years but her family and my family still maintain contact (her daughter and son in law are our littleman’s Godparents) and in many ways I see her as an unofficial grandma to my littleman. I’ve sat with her through declining health of herself and her husband. After moving away I returned (within the boundaries set and with permission) to help officiate at her Granddaughters wedding, her husbands funeral and sadly her son’s funeral. It’s just not every day that you can do those things but when some people ask you know in your heart your meant to be there and woulnd’t be anywhere else.
Peggy is a special lady and although she is now limited in the ways that she can serve I know that she serves a risen God with a servants heart. Every pastor should be blessed to have a Peggy in their life. Peggy has ralleyed around me and help me to remember at times why I do what I do and who it is that I serve. I’m so blessed to have her in my life!