View From The Pew, Letter Nine
Dear Pastor,
I'm waiting in the pew. I long for the overflow of your heart to reveal to me what the Lord has given you, because you carry the Word of God in your heart. I long for the Word of Truth and the assignment that comes with Truth. Please don’t refuse me or fear my lack of knowledge before you give me a role. I may be the very one that lifts your arms as the battle takes place. I have seen firsthand how sin destroys. My foolish heart has led me astray many times because I sit idle, waiting for a role in the Kingdom’s work.
I come to hear the very words our Father gives you. You speak God’s Truth and my heart rejoices at your words. Like you before you were called, I long for that calling. Please don’t refuse me due to my age, lack of knowledge or finances. I stay in the pew out of fear of having my calling rejected. Like a son waiting to be given a task, I desire to give you a hug, thank you for your diligent effort, and assist you in reaping the harvest.
Your words, which our Father has given you, make my heart leap for joy! All I want to share is what you give me. Use me as though I were one of your devoted workers, because God's Word is alive and needs to be shared! I don't want to turn into the Dead Sea. I may be the smallest pond with only a trickling creek, but with an encouraging word from you, along with an assignment, I can become the Jordan River, flowing to those who need it.
You preach from a pulpit inside a structure, but I need to take your message and spread it to the streets! There are others that need the Word that God gives you. I was once lost like they are! Your message and obedience pointed me to the truth my heart needed to hear. Please now, use me to do the same thing.
Sometimes I sit in the front row to hear without being distracted and sometimes in the back because I'm ashamed of my sin. However, I constantly come for the same reason, because you are a preacher of the Truth! Like you, I yearn for Truth and responsibility!
Thank you for being so faithful. The journey and our assignment together are not completed! I may have the scars of shackles, but I have been set free and now am waiting for your word to put my hands and feet to work! I wait for your call!
Founder of Billy’s Home Place, Stephen L. Thomas