So today’s the last day our whole staff/leadership team here at Trinity has in this building and ministry. We’ve got a lunch set up for everyone, a lot of packing, and then a new launch tomorrow as the Connexus team. I think we’ll all probably put our feet up tonight and chow down on some candy when the kids get home (I’m going to hockey with Jordan…Toni is doing the trick or treat deal). And we might just pray a deep prayer of thanksgiving for all that has been and all that is to come.
So many people have emailed or written in to say thanks for the way our team has conducted itself in taking what people call "the high road". I’m so totally proud of our team. I just love working with them every day. They are first rate, first class people. But as far as I am concerned, I just want to go on record as saying that when it comes to me personally, it’s all grace, man. It’s all grace.
My instincts run in such an evil direction that I’m embarrassed to talk about it. A good friend of mine once said that if the average preacher’s thought life was projected on a screen as he or she entered the auditorium Sunday mornings, the congregation would flee. Yep, he’s right.
But there’s a difference between where our instincts run (can’t control actually having a thought) and what we do with them. I can choose how long I dwell on a thought. I can choose to submit every thought to Christ. I can choose to bite my tongue (hard for a preacher and lawyer). I can choose to do the right thing, even if my heart wants to do the wrong thing.
How do you get the strength for this? That’s my point. I don’t have it. Christ has it. And the more I lean into Him, the more He reminds me how little I bring to the table, and how much He brings.
So don’t thank us, thank God.
Grateful for all of you today.