I'm not usually the one to express myself publicly, but since this blog is kind of a journal, I thought I'd write a post on an experience I had last night. I have practically decided to go to seminary with the aim of teaching at a seminary, but at the back of my mind there has been a thought about going into pastoral ministry. However, one of the things I have been convicted of in recent years has been my kind of indifference to the suffering and pain of others, and that is not a good omen for someone potentially going into pastoral ministry where you deal with that every day. However, God has blessed me in letting me have conversations downtown with some hurting people, and has really been working in my heart to be able to love them and mourn for them, while not compromising the gospel, which is the most comforting message. This was really hit home yesterday when I met this guy whose plight really broke my heart. I still don't know whether God is calling me to pastoral ministry, or at least full-time pastoral ministry, but in my mind He has already removed one roadblock. Soli Deo Gloria!
Because of the cross,
Alex
