When I lost my role as Elder at the most recent church meeting, I didn’t realize then that it would lead me down the path of spiritual dryness. I guess I just assumed that I would be voted back in (I had been involved in church ministry for nine years, two of which were on eldership).
In my mind, my biography that accompanied the ‘vote’ card seemed pretty spiritual, so when I was the only one not voted into a position, I felt lost and hurt.
‘They must not have voted me in because I’m a crap spiritual leader” I thought to myself.
READ THE REST OF THE ARTICLE AT OVER THE MOON MAGAZINE.
(Please note when you head over to the article the title was changed + edited and does not reflect how I feel towards my church home. I have felt a range of emotions, a lot of them stemming from my own internal battles but felt the need to explain that I have no hard feelings for the change of title but wanted to be clear to my church family that I know that I am loved and affirmed by a few of the core community and that I have not actually been disowned as such. I may feel displaced at times but not disowned.)
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