When your pastor "just happens" to show up your doorstep in your family's darkest hour and sits with you while you weep and weep, leaving a box worth of snotty Kleenexes strewn on tables all around him-----and he listens and talks and finds Scripture and prays with you and listens some more-----and doesn't leave until you are somewhat coherent----and then he has the courage to risk walking into the same scene 2 days later------
You've heard of a man's man.....
I have a pastor's pastor.
Jim, as cancer rocks our world, as a shepherd, pastor and friend, you rock.
2 comments:
I am so glad. SO glad.
He really does know how to be still and listen. It is one of his best qualities. Im glad he was there for you all.
kate
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