For many years I’ve felt a bit awkward being introduced as a “Senior Pastor.” It all started in 2013 when I stepped into my first senior pastorate at the ripe age of thirty-one. That’s young in general, but as a senior pastor, it’s really young. And I always thought in the back of my mind, “When I turn forty, I’ll finally be old enough to be a legitimate Senior Pastor.” Well, on Thursday it happened. It’s official. I guess I’m finally a legitimate Senior Pastor. I turned forty.
It’s funny how certain birthdays feel more significant than others. Forty feels like halftime in a football game. It’s time to head back to the locker room, take a breather, review some game footage, and decide what adjustments need to be made in the second half. It’s a time to count my blessings and remember what matters most for eternity. It’s a time to pray “Lord, teach me to number my days, that I may gain a heart of wisdom” (Psalm 90:10).
I’m grateful to God for the life and breath and days He has given me. I’m honored to be entrusted with a wonderful wife in Krista, and four children in Claire, Violet, Cora, and Jude. To be called into ministry and given the opportunity to proclaim God’s Word with my life is a blessing for which I am immensely grateful. As I think about my future days, I pray that my life would be an offering for the glory and praise of God. May He use my life to lift high the name of Jesus as long as I have breath. As Isaiah said so long ago, “Here am I, send me” (Isaiah 6:8).
Thank you for all the birthday greetings and for making my day so special! You are loved, more than you know.
? You nailed it this Sunday as always you put it in an understandable way?Your sermon is amazing you break down tough subjects in simple ways! I love the way you refer to the Bible and yet put it put it in Laymans terms? You are a blessing to Moody and to my life. Thank You ?