Filed under: Bio, Institutional Church | Tags: Fired, God, Institutional Church, Life After Church, Missional, Spirituality
The next day the senior pastor asked to speak with me. The elders had held a meeting the night before where they discussed vision, so I was excited to hear about what happened, and the next steps of discussing our mission to the community. The conversation didn’t go the way I had thought it would. To make a long story short I was basically told (I still remember the exact words), “That left the question of whether there was a place for you…and the answer was no.” I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This was so not the way I envisioned getting fired. I wanted to make a big splash, and yet I suddenly felt so free. Everything changed in that instant. My life as I knew it, comfortable, safe, frustrated–was done. I went home and told Liza the news. We just sat and looked at each other not knowing really what the hell we were going to do, and yet really knowing that God brought us to this place.
It was almost as if He was saying “You didn’t give up, you didn’t burn bridges, you didn’t leave when I wanted you to, when I stirred your heart, and you weren’t going to leave now, but I took care of it anyway” God worked in a way that both of us could undoubtedly see His hand, and know or sure that we were where he wanted us. So we started to dream again…
