After years of avoiding the term, I can avoid it no longer; I am officially a Senior Pastor.
When I planted New Song Church, I had the title of Church Planting Pastor, that morphed into Founding Pastor, which morphed into Teaching Pastor, and then Pastor for Preaching.
Now that I am planting Communitas, a cluster of house churches in the Chicago area, I have taken the title “Pastor for Church Planting.”
But today, I can avoid it no more; I turn 55 years of age and officially am now a Senior Pastor. I avoided it for years but now I’m embracing the perks of being a Senior Pastor, like Senior’s Day at the golf course and senior coffee at MacDonalds!
Seriously, it is sobering to realize that there is less sand in the top of the hour glass and the need to use my time wisely is even more prominent in my heart. Pray with me that whatever time God gives me, one or forty years, I would finish strong and use the whole of life to bring glory and honor to God.
To turn 55 between Good Friday and Easter is wonderful thing. Have a great Easter celebrating the hope of the resurrection and the joy of forgiveness.