Mentors

Had a phone call today from one of my former bosses. He was my pastor in my first full-time associate spot. I love that guy and had a marvelous time working for him, serving in a small town in Eastern Washington.

He was good to me...and a good example to follow.

There are two mentors I've worked for that I would hire to work with me in a heartbeat. The first one you've already met and the second I named my youngest son after. I've had a number of bosses in my life. But these men spent a great deal of time with me, investing their lives in mine. I can only hope that I showed the same attention to my associates over the years. Only time will tell.

No, I'm not looking for a job in my retiring days. The fact is, pastors never actually retire. It's this whole thing of "the call" that prohibits a life of leisure. In essence, there is a driving compulsion the moves us on. All I have to say is that along the way I'm hopeful that time will bear out that I helped someone in my line of sight and responsibility...

I only hope that three of them are my kids...