Administrators Popular Post Pastor Matt Posted August 31, 2020 Administrators Popular Post Share Posted August 31, 2020 Being part of a small church we always seem to have some sort of distraction. While in a larger church some distractions may not be all that noticeable, smaller churches they become a bigger distraction. Our service yesterday started off like it normally does and everything was going along as planned. My daughter was scheduled to sing the special right before the preaching. We had a guest speaker Jonathan Lyons the VP for Missions for Forgotten Peoples with us. In the middle of my daughters special, I noticed a gentlemen coughing a little, then it keep getting louder and more frequent. Then the gentlemen next to him started doing the same thing. I didnt think too much of it as he was offered a cough drop. Then it slowly started overcoming more and more people in our auditorium. I saw my staff frantically moving around trying to figure out what is going on. Next thing I know nearly everyone is in tears coughing and choking. I then suddenly stopped the special and instructed everyone to leave the auditorium to figure out what was going on. Apparently one of out bus kids was playing with my daughters keys in which there is a pepper spray attached to the chain. Well, he opened it and accidentally sprayed some in the air. We're thankful everyone is okay and now the joke is that the pastor (me) is tried to poison the church. Those watching out live stream were so confused as to what was going on. Definitely never a dull moment at Highpoint. I think I missed the class in Bible College on how to handle this situation. Alan, Rebecca, Salyan and 2 others 1 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Pastor Scott Markle Posted August 31, 2020 Members Share Posted August 31, 2020 Well, Brother Matt, I also pastor a small church (in rural Michigan, for the past 22 years); and interesting things do indeed happen. But life as a whole is not really that different. We plan; then life happens. As far as "the class in Bible College," I am pretty sure that the apostle Paul did not have a class on how to deal with one who falls out a window and dies . . . So, so, so many things never mentioned in the training of Bible college. LOL Alan and Pastor Matt 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Administrators Popular Post Jim_Alaska Posted September 1, 2020 Administrators Popular Post Share Posted September 1, 2020 People that have never been exposed to an extremely strong Boston accent may not "get" this. I know that BroMatt will. This is one that I will never forget. Once upon a time, long long ago, I was visiting my sister and brother-in-law back home in Massachusetts. On Sunday evening they invited me to accompany them to their church's evening service. Before the actual preaching the pastor did a little teaching thing where he would say a biblical word and someone in the congregation would have to use that word in a biblical sentence. He went through a few words, with people correctly responding to his word and putting it in a sentence. His last selection for a word was, "Manna". My brother-in-law quickly raised his hand and was acknowledged; whereupon he promptly shouted out his usage of the word with this sentence: "What manna of man is this?" Upon hearing this the pastor gently said, "Bro. Frank, that is not quite the kind of manna I was thinking of." Pastor Matt, John Young, HappyChristian and 2 others 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moderators Ukulelemike Posted September 1, 2020 Moderators Share Posted September 1, 2020 Another pastor of a very small church We had a fellow in our church, who had attended for years. Older man, white beard, unmarried, who lived with his elderly mother, and came to church mostly because she did. He was thrice damaged in the head, once by birth, once from drug and alcohol use, and once from an accident (brought on by number two) when he decided to drive down the side of a mountain, and well, it didn't end too well. So he had long been damaged, so we cut him some slack. Well for years he would ask for prayer concerning goats in the church. Always with goats. It was a long time before we came to understand that he was talking about my wife. See, I met my wife there, after I had become the pastor. Before we were together, she lived on her farm out in the desert, and from time to time she would run across this man's mother out walking her dog, out on her road, and they would chat a few minutes, which I guess the mother really enjoyed, After we got married, of course, she moved into my house with me, and those meeting ended. Well, he took this as that she now felt she was too important to go meet with his mother, and lamed my wife for his mother not having friends, (they had all died or moved away due to age). So until the day he passed, he hated my wife for ruining his mother's life, in his eyes, and he rarely kept it to himself, though it was always in coded language. He was a joy, and I could tell more stories about his antics. Like when his mother needed an ambulance, and he kept trying to attack them, thinking they were taking her rights away, until they called the police and he kept daring them to arrest him. I had to physically intervene. Good times. Goood times. Jim_Alaska 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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