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At the time, I thought it was just an unimportant, but necessary ritual,
I had no idea it would have the impact on me that it did. The questions,
the sermon, the laying on of hands, the entire evening went by so fast.
The impact of the evening didn't hit me until I sat on the steps of my
College dormitory holding the ordination certificate, looking out in the
star lit West Texas sky.
I didn't feel honored. It wasn't like that at all, to tell you the honest
truth, I was scared to death.
I wasn't afraid that I'd fail or that I couldn't do the job, I was young
and cocky, I didn't have enough maturity to have thoughts like that. I
didn't talk about it much, but I knew that being a pastor was my destiny
since I was a gradeschooler. Over the years, I'd grown comfortable with
my calling, so I wasn't afraid to step into the pastorate-I was anxious.
That evening, while still a teenager, I passed through a rite of passage,
the church set me aside for a lifetime of ministry. And I was afraid.
That night, fear gripped me, because for the first time, I realized
that this wasn't about me. It was about those that I would serve. Certainly
the people, but also, the creator God.
Staring into the future, I realized that God was going to hold me accountable
for what I said and how I lead. I had a right to be afraid.
To tell you the truth, I still am. I should be.
And so should you, if you teach and lead God's people.
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