Interim Pastor Times Thirty
Yesterday, I preached my last sermon at my 30th Interim Pastorate. The church called a Pastor by a unanimous vote. I always tell the prospective pastor that I wish for him at least one negative vote. That way, every time he approaches the pulpit, he looks at the congregation and wonders who voted against him. Tends to keep one humble. I’ve had so many interesting and unusual things happen in these interims, people are always asking me, “Why don’t you write a book?” Why? Who in their right mind would read such a book? Prospective pastors wouldn’t read it. It would give them nightmares. Members of Pastor Search Committees would not read the book. They would immediately resign. Church members wouldn’t read the book. It would discourage them. Another question I am often asked at such times as these is, “Where is your next Interim?” Other than God, who knows? Maybe there won’t be another one in which case I will start on this book. Maybe I can get it condemned and then it will become a best seller. “He Himself gave some to be apostles, some prophets, some evangelists, and some pastors and teachers,” (Ephesians 4:11). I couldn’t find a translation that added, “Interim Pastors.” No wonder it’s such a challenging job. Anyone need an Interim Pastor? I’m available for #31. Have sermons, will preach. I once put, “Will preach for food” and a church took me up on it. They barely paid me enough for gasoline.