The Church Less Pastored
Wednesday, July 19, 2006 at 02:37PM my apologies to Robert Frost. I had some free time and couldn't resist.
Two churches diverged in yellow wood
And sorry I could not have pastored both and be one pastor
Long I stood and preached down one as long as I could
Until the babies screamed in the crying room
Then I accepted the call to the other
Just as fair and having perhaps the better claim
Because it had no deacons there
But as for the stewardship campaign
Had worn them down about the same.
And the other that moment equally lay
In debt, no budget in the black.
Oh, I accepted to my wife’s dismay!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
We settled in the lowly shack.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Some Southern Baptist Convention ages and ages hence:
Two churches diverged in a wood, and I
I took one that required no coat or tie
and that has made all the difference.
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