Mother’s Day 2016: A Bittersweet Experience.

It was one year ago this month that Main Street Baptist Church voted me to be their senior pastor. That made Mother’s Day, 2016, one of the most bittersweet days of my life.

Bitter because I stood before Wood Baptist Church that Mother’s Day announcing my intent to accept the call to Main Street. That was, in all honesty, a most gut-wrenching experience. In fact, I cried like a baby when I announced my decision at the close of the service. Wood was a special place, plain and simple. My time in Wood convinced me that there is no other place on earth like it. In my 20 months as pastor of Wood Baptist Church, I developed a deep love and attachment to the people. The people of Wood made us feel like family and we made some life-long friends there. It was also special to me because Wood Baptist Church gave me my first opportunity to serve as a pastor. I will always be grateful for my time in Wood.

But I knew I had to leave, because I knew God was behind the move. That turned an otherwise bitter experience into something sweet.

I’ve never shared publicly the details of how we arrived at Main Street. I’m certain some people questioned my motives: “Is he just looking to move from church to church? Is he just looking for a bigger church; a bigger payday?” That wasn’t the case at all.

One morning in January 2016, my wife told me she had a dream the night before. The gist of the dream was this: when God came to get us, we were to go, no questions asked. Honestly, I was skeptical that morning. But two weeks later I received a call from a friend who told me he wanted to give my resume to Main Street Baptist Church. According to the church’s website, they were looking for a candidate with a minimum of five years experience. At the time, I had a grand total of 16 months experience in the pastorate, and I was less than one month removed from completing seminary. At that moment, I thought to myself, “That will never happen.” But within a matter of weeks I received a call from the pastor search committee. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Some may balk at my wife’s dream. But here’s what I know: the events of the past year have confirmed God’s hand in our move to Main Street. He has blessed us with a wonderful church family and community in Kernersville. More importantly, we see clear evidence of God’s handiwork at Main Street in the past year, and we expect even greater things ahead in the years to come.

2 thoughts on “Mother’s Day 2016: A Bittersweet Experience.

    • I believe so, too. God communicated through dreams many times in the Bible, and there is evidence that he still communicates that way today.


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