Earlier this week I published Hallie’s photographic journey through the church. We enjoyed a wonderful day together of ministry. You were able to see her unique perspective of the church and hear her words of inspiration about what the church means to her. If you didn’t see her article, click HERE to go there now.
I had my own picture journey in mind. I hope you will forgive the “Selfies” the follow. I’m proud of my daughter and the woman that she is becoming, so I can’t help but shamelessly brag a little bit.
We started our day a little bit early. There is always a lot to do on a Monday morning.
We left the house while the shadows were long and the sun still low on the horizon. There is always much ministry to be done on a Monday after a good weekend of worship and service.
Our text for the previous Sunday was from Isaiah 40: “Comfort, comfort my people,” says your God. Our goal for the day was to share the comfort we’ve received from God with others.
Since the moment Kristi and I moved to Nederland, we felt the sense of small town warmth. When you run to the store, you get to visit with people you know. When you are at the bank, you’re liable to meet folks you go to church with. In the shops and on the sidewalks, smiles and pleasant greetings abound.
That’s the kind of culture we love.
Culture is not an accident. A community’s culture is tended and protected by its leaders.
I had the privilege of introducing Hallie to Mayor Nugent Monday morning. He has always been an encouragement to me personally, and a supporter of the churches in Nederland.
Scripture calls us to pray for our leaders, so I encourage you to join with me in praying for the leaders of our community, or county, our state and our nation.
It’s hard to do good ministry on an empty stomach. We made a pit stop at Happy Donuts on our way to make some visits in the hospital.
There is an important connection to prayer and presence and touch. Outside the Medical Center (our local hospital), there is time capsule. The plaque you can see on the top honors the founding staff, and I suppose the handprints are impressions left by those being honored on the occasion of the grand opening of the hospital.
There is a deeper reminder here for all of us. Healing does not take place without the presence of the Healer. God uses doctors and nurses, friends and relatives, and even preachers and daughters in the healing process. Everyone has a contribution to make. Hallie and I held hands with people we love, we read scripture and we asked God for his blessings.
You knew food was going to come up again. Just like we did last year on our Daddy/Daughter Day, we went to Ghengis Grill. There is something about the liberty of putting all of our favorite ingredients in a big ole bowl and handing it over to someone else to cook that get’s me and Hallie excited.
The rest of our family members are not big fans of the Grill, so this is mine and Hallie’s special spot.
The day can’t be all about eating! After lunch we headed back to the office to do our mental and spiritual work. There were email piling up in my Inbox, call on my phone, notes on my desk, and tasks on my To-Do list.
Hallie had a specail project for the afternoon. While I returned calls and answered emails, she toured the church taking picture with Kristi’s camera. I asked her to give her perspecitve to the features of our church campus that have become so familiar to most, that we pass by them wihtout even noticing them.
I think she did a great job, but you can judge for yourself. If you didn’t visiter her article at the beginning of this post, then click here to go there. http://pastorburden.com/?p=1404
It’s wasn’t all work. There was enough play to make it interesting.
It’s says in the scripture that the Laborer is worthy of their wage. Having that in mind, I warned Hallie that she would not get paid for her serivces for the day, citing some child labor laws that prohibit the paying of minors to do work. That’s my personal interpretation of the law.
Anyway, I felt like she make a good partner for the Monday ministry so her just reward was a trip to Sonic.
I don’t know how much longer Sonic treat will serve as a wage, but I’m going to try to keep that going for as long as possible!
As I was going through my computer picture the other day, I found this one, and remembered the importance, and deep significance, of sharing this time with my Hallie. It’s not just that I love her and enjoy her company. I’m hoping to pass on a spiritual legacy that will live long in her heart. I love this little girl.