Have you ever found yourself in a situation that you thought, “ I can’t do this” or “this is just too hard”?

Thursday, Oct 31, I witnessed something that is incomprehensible to a man’s natural mind. I watched my Pastor perform a funeral service not like anything else I have ever witnessed. It was evident through the people who were there to say their goodbyes, this was a man admired, a man well loved.

As I listened and watched my Pastor share stories about this man, it was hard not to let the tears fall. I didn’t know him on the level of what everyone else there did but my heart hurt for them.

Although you would rarely ever; if at all, hear him say” I’m nervous” he was this day. He was in a storm of unsettled emotions, trying not to allow them to swallow him up.

It’s not that he is a stranger to conducting funeral services but this one was different, this was one that was ever close to his heart.

You see, this man was not just a member of the church, this man was not just another brother in Christ, but in fact he was Pastors own brother. This was someone he grew up with, someone he argued and fought with as a kid, he played basketball with, this was someone God had specifically chosen to be a part of his natural life.

All I could think about while listening and watching, was, Lord, could I do something like this?

The truth is, I’m not sure that I could.

This morning as I am reading from 2 Corinthians 12:9 “And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”

As a believer I believe we must trust God the greatest in areas of our lives that we feel the weakest, or where we suffer the most. God’s power is never more convincing than when our perspective produces no answer about how to get through what confronts us.

I saw my Pastor remove himself from his birthright and with the help of the Holy Spirit step aside to becoming an open door into a path of new hope. Gods grace was evident there was no doubt.

I have grown up in Harvest Church under my Pastor and his wife from my early 30’s, and even today, 25 years later I am still learning how to be less of me and more of Jesus.

As I end this thought today, I would especially ask as you go through this week that you would say a prayer for my Pastor and their family as they continue in their walk these next few weeks of adjusting to the loss of their loved one.

Blessings,