Intentional Plans

This week has been a whirlwind of activity. Yesterday, I perused a stack of resumes for a office position we’re hoping to fill in the coming 2 weeks. Today, I spent the whole day–locked in a room full of white boards, coffee, and ministry staff–drafting next year’s intentional plan. It was productive and helpful. It was also profoundly draining.
The learning curve in this new role is steep. But I can actually feel the prayers of the people. It’s a wild ride and I have a sense that it’s just beginning.
It’s fun being the interim lead pastor but my favorite role is that of husband and dad. After all, there are fewer conversations involving white boards and I can wear my pajamas and not get weird looks.

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