Monday, November 27, 2023

I hate being called pastor.

Can I let you in on a little secret? 

I hate being called pastor. 


It is literally the worst. 


I meet new people every single day, and I genuinely love talking to others and getting to know them. However, the moment they learn that I’m a “pastor?!” Everything gets weird. 


They stop cussing around me. They ask me hard theology questions. They start hating on their church, or my church, or all churches. The conversation just changes and everything becomes different. 


Plus - have you ever considered the stereotype that comes with the title of Pastor? 


It means I’m supposed to be perfect! It means I don’t sin. It means I know all of the answers to every question you may ever have about the Bible. To me, it sets this invisible high standard that you may think about me - but on the inside, I know for a fact I am so far from what you think I am. 


I hate being called pastor. 


//


You know what I do like being called? 


Kevin. 


That’s my name. That’s a better representative of what you are going to get when you talk to me: 


  • A down to earth guy who is easily distracted and always has to fight back a natural joke brewing in his head. 
  • A guy who loves basketball and loud rap music and is possibly the most impatient driver you’ll ever meet in your entire life. 
  • A husband who is not always the best husband; a dad who is not always the best dad; a follower of Jesus who fails every single day. 


My name is Kevin. 


Yet, the older I get and the more that our church grows - the more people continue to call me this term “pastor.” 


// 


A few years ago I met a pastor who did not know that I was also a pastor. 


We talked for a while and he told me about what he does. He took pride in his job and in his church - and I believe he truly loved the title “pastor” (which is totally fine by the way). But when I told him what I did for a living, he laughed and thought I was joking with him. 


When he discovered that I was not indeed joking, he apologized and worried about offending me. However, the reality is that he did the complete opposite; I was thrilled. 


He viewed me as a regular person. He viewed me as this tatted-up hood rat guy in blue jeans who lacked tact and proper vocabulary. And here’s the kicker: he was spot on. 


//


I’ve been reading this book recently called “Good Shepherd’s smell like sheep.” 


It is pretty straightforward with the title, and the whole idea is that if you are going to be a “good” pastor, you better not create a barrier between you and your people. 


In Jesus’ day, they had special teachers called “Pharisees” who often taught very difficult things to people and elevated themselves much higher than those around them. Jesus actually calls them out in Matthew 23 - 


“The teachers of religious law and the Pharisees are the official interpreters of the law of Moses. 3 So practice and obey whatever they tell you, but don’t follow their example. For they don’t practice what they teach. 4 They crush people with unbearable religious demands and never lift a finger to ease the burden. 5 “Everything they do is for show.” 


To be a good pastor means you are not in it for the show - but that you are there to help teach and lift that burden. You are not “above” others - you are below them, serving them, guiding them. In the same way, a good shepherd smells like sweat, dirt, and animal waste, a pastor is not too good to love people who have dirty, messy lives. 


After all, when we look at Jesus, He is constantly hanging out with people who don’t have it all together. He shared company with thieves, rebels, and prostitutes, and he openly welcomed them as friends. In fact, the number one question He is constantly asked is not “How do you get to heaven?” Or “Where do I find God?;” The number one question He gets asked is “Why are you hanging out with those people?” 


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Those people. 


Why are you hanging out with people who are cussing?

Why are you hanging out with people who are tatted up?

Why are you hanging out with people who are hotheads? 

Why are you hanging out with people who are addicted? 

Why are you hanging out with people who are cheating? 

Why are you hanging out with people who sell drugs?

Why are you hanging out with people who are violent? 

Why are you hanging out with people who hate God? 

Why are you hanging out with people who hate church? 

Why are you hanging out with people who hate Jesus? 

Why are you hanging out with those people? 


And it’s in this moment where I feel the tension from being called “Pastor.” 


Because honestly, I connect less with the title “Pastor” and more with the title “those people.” 


I am a person who has lived an incredibly selfish life. 

I am a person who has tried multiple times and failed. 

I am a person who has made tons of mistakes and had no idea how to get home. 


But can we just thank God that Jesus came and hung out with people like me? 


Because of His grace, I have been changed and transformed and God is still working on me today. 


I am no different than anyone else - I am saved and forever grateful to have a spot at the table with Jesus in the life to come. 


And the reason I don’t want you to call me Pastor is because I want you to know that I’m more like “those people” than I am like a pastor. 


So when you tell me your struggles, I get it. 

When you tell me your pain, I hear you. 

When you explain your broken situation, my heart is right there with you. 

Because I have been there, and I know how terrible that feeling is. 

If anyone gets it, I get it. 


But most importantly, Jesus gets it. 


And if anyone can change your life, it will be Him. 


// 


As I am writing this, someone literally just texted me and said “Hey Pastor Kevin” lol. 


I suppose I cannot get rid of this title. It is not a bad thing, and if anything, I hope I can help improve the stereotypes that come with it. 


If God has called me to be a pastor, I’ll be a pastor. I’m thankful for the incredible church and the people He has allowed me to lead over the years. 


Just please remember that although you call me Pastor - I’m not some superhuman holy priest. I am just a broken guy whom Jesus has saved and is continually working on. 


So in the meantime, just call me Kevin. 


Sincerely, 


Your Pastor :) 







Saturday, April 16, 2022

I'm not feeling Easter this year.

Can I be honest with you? 

I’m not feeling Easter at all this year. 

Woah woah woah - I know, I know, I’m not allowed to say that. 

On one hand, I have a TON of reasons to be pumped about tomorrow: 

  • This is Micah’s first Easter
  • This is Brooke’s first Easter with us 
  • This is our first Easter as a family of four 
  • This is our first official Easter at Canvas Church 
  • My daughter is getting baptized tomorrow
  • We had an incredible Glow In The Dark Egg Hunt Friday with 400+ people in attendance
  • We have an awesome Easter Worship service planned tomorrow 
  • My wife bought those dope skittle brand jelly beans and they S L A P 

The list goes on and on. I truly have so much to look forward to tomorrow. 

On the other hand, I am Kevin McNeil. 

  • I’m supposed to be loud and funny and outgoing. 
  • I am big and extraverted and love talking - 
  • Any social gathering usually gets me pumped. 

But if I’m honest with you, its 10:17 PM and I dont want to do anything tomorrow. 

I don’t want to go to bed.
I don’t want to sleep. 
I want to sit and be still and mourn. 

Today while everyone celebrated egg hunts, I had to drive to Virginia and attend a funeral. 

Mason, a former student in my youth ministry, passed away suddenly this week and completely took everyone off guard. 

The service was packed today, full of people who cared about him and his family. It was a great time to laugh, cry, and reflect as we celebrated his life. I got back this evening, and I have to be up really early for church tomorrow. 

And yet, I still sit here. 
Not wanting to do anything. 
Not caring about anything. 

Experiencing all sorts of emotions. 

As I work through what I am feeling, I can’t help but think that this is exactly what the disciples felt like on this same night. 

This guy named Jesus had changed everything in their life - and they were so convinced that He was the one to come and make everything right. And yet, all of that hope was gone when the religious leaders arrested Jesus, beat him, whipped him and killed him. 

They probably felt exactly how I feel right now: 

Angry. Overcome. Defeated. Hurt. Overwhelmed. Sad. Disheartened. Broken. 

Yet, even in my emotions, I know something those disciples did not: 

Tomorrow morning, that same Jesus would rise from the dead, walk out of a tomb, and kick hell in the teeth. 

As I mourn tonight, I do look forward to Easter, but in a much different way. 

I look forward to being reminded that this is not the end. 
I look forward to knowing that Jesus has squashed the enemy of death. 
I look forward to preaching life to people who are stuck in sin that kills us. 

As I mourn one life today, I look forward to new life tomorrow as my daughter makes the decision to put her hope in Jesus. 

One day, it will not be like this. 
One day, He will make everything right. 
One day, He will take all of this pain and hurt and brokenness away. 

But tonight? Jesus weeps with me. 

And tomorrow? I rejoice with Him.  


RIP Mason. Love you my friend. 




Monday, March 29, 2021

The Door That Leads To God - And Why I'll Never Go in.


The Door
Kevin McNeil 
Original Idea from Sam Shoemaker 

There is a door 

That leads to God’s dwelling

A wonderful castle 

Fully compelling 

A place in which 

Man is set free 

Reunited with God 

As intended to be.

There you will find answers 

To mysteries and more 

Yet I rarely go in - 

But I stand at the door. 



No use going inside 

When many are out

Craving to know 

the door's whereabouts 

Lost in the fog 

and roaming around 

Hoping to see 

where the door might be found 

But with great disappointment 

and to their fall 

They reach out their hands 

and find only a wall

A wall where they know 

a door must be 

So I stand at the door -

and I help them see



Finding the door 

is the most important thing 

For this is the door 

That leads to the king

Men feel along the wall

and forever they trod 

Looking for this door 

that leads them to God



Men die outside the door, 

as beggars in the cold 

Looking for the door 

until they grow old

Dying for wanting 

what is right in their grasp 

If only someone reached out 

and put their hand on the latch 

If someone stayed outside 

and helped all these men 

Open this door, 

Walk in, and find Him

To help a man find God - 

and not roam anymore 

To me, nothing else matters - 

so I stand at the door. 



Go in great saints - 

go all the way in! 

Explore the spacious house 

where God’s always been

Dive into the rooms 

with awe and amazement 

Search the attics, the kitchen, 

the porch and the basement 

Ask questions of wonder 

and search all things greater 

Spend nothing but time 

with your wonderful Creator 

I long to be with you 

And the joy of it all 

But it seems my place 

Is closer to the wall 

Yes, as much as I’d love

to go in and explore 

God has called me here -

to help men find the door. 



Not only do I stand here 

to serve as I guide

I stand here also 

for those halfway inside 

For those who make it 

and finally, find the door 

But suddenly decide 

they don’t want it anymore 

Those who become 

overwhelmed by His awe

Who suddenly change their mind 

and don’t want it at all 

Someone must remind them 

of where they have been 

When they searched for years 

but couldn’t get in 

Someone must remind them 

of the life they had before 

And encourage them to keep going 

- so I stand at the door. 



I admire the people 

who find their way through

But I wish they wouldn’t forget

they were once outside too 

Before they got in - 

then they might lend a hand 

And reach those men 

who don’t understand 

Those who haven’t found God

Those who are far astray

Those who maybe found God 

But who want to run away 

Yes you can go in too deep 

and you can stay too long 

So here at this door 

is where I believe I belong 

Close enough to God to hear Him 

And always wanting more

But close enough to men to be here

And help them find the door. 



I’ll stand here at the door 

and help them who scale the wall 

Hundreds. Thousands. Millions. 

There’s no way I’ll reach them all. 

Yes - even If I can only 

help a few to God’s castle 

I’ll stand here forever, 

it’ll be worth the hassle 

Consider standing with me 

and maybe we'll reach double 

But fully expect nothing 

but hardships and trouble. 

The door is uncomfortable 

Not a popular place to be 

And no one will thank you

Your work will not be seen

It's dangerous and scary 

The hardest thing you'll ever do 

Taking someone's hand

And helping them through 

But there is joy in staying

And being a guide 

In fact, there's more joy

Watching others go inside 

Yes, do stay here with me 

and together we’ll reach more 

But even if you can't

- I’ll stay here at the door. 


The idea for this poem is from Sam Shoemaker's, "I Stand at the door." This was shared with me a few years ago and I read it almost monhtly. It bothered me so much that it didn't rhyme, so I rewrote it and figured I would share it with you. Hope you enjoy it! 

http://www.thejaywalker.com/pages/shoemaker.html

 

Thursday, February 25, 2021

Grateful & Unworthy

This was a morning prayer of mine, and I felt like I should share. The words came easily from my mind - and I think it's a helpful reminder to remember that He is the center of everything - not us (and certainly not me). 


Father, thank you for Jesus. 

Thank you for second chances.

Thank you for your mercy and grace and for completely changing my life.

I am a blessed man with everything I need and want. 

God, you are truly good. And you allow the weak to rise up and lead the strong. 

You allow those who are foolish to outsmart the ones with knowledge. 

Only You can do things like that. 

The glory doesn’t go to the weak or the foolish - 

But it goes to you. 

God help that to be said about my life. 

At the end of my days - help all the credit and glory and honor go to you. 

Not to me - lest it all be wasted in vain - 

Because I wouldn’t be here without you. 

You created me. 

You blessed me. 

You provided me mentors.

You provided me daily bread. 

You provided me wisdom.

You provided me grit.

You pulled me out of the pit, gave me a fresh start, and instilled a fire in my bones to tell others about you. 

You’ve given me an incredible wife and now, a son. 

You've given me a team of people who are incredibly talented. 

God, I am who I am - and I am where I am because of who YOU are. 

Help me to lead a life that you want me to lead. 

Help me to plant this church and help people discover you the way that I have. 

Help me to be the best dad ever to my son.

Help me to be the best husband ever to my wife.

Help me to love people the way you loved me. 

Help me to be the most committed follower to you. 

But at the end of it all - don’t give me any credit. 

Take it all for yourself. 

Because it all belongs to you. 


“When a servant comes in from plowing or taking care of sheep, does his master say, ‘Come in and eat with me’? No, he says, ‘Prepare my meal, put on your apron, and serve me while I eat. Then you can eat later.’ And does the master thank the servant for doing what he was told to do? Of course not. In the same way, when you obey me you should say, ‘We are unworthy servants who have simply done our duty.’”

Luke 17:7-10 - NLT 

Thursday, January 7, 2021

Why I'm not deleting anyone after DC Riots.


I have 3,000 friends on Facebook. 3,000! That's nuts. (I'm basically a small celebrity)


However, over the past 24 hours, there has seemed to be this trend where my friends have posted their opinions and, as a result, have been deleted or deleted anyone who might oppose that opinion. In fact, most people have ended their posts with "feel free to delete me if you disagree." 


I, however, will absolutely not. In fact... 


I won’t ever delete you. 

  • You, the one who is posting constantly about how this election has been corrupt and voter fraud is being covered up. 
  • You, the one who is outraged at the riot yesterday, claiming more arrests should have been made and comparing it to the George Floyd riots. 
  • You, the one who hates Democrats and thinks they are all delusional and lazy. 
  • You, the one who hates Republicans and thinks they are rich snobs that control everything. 
  • You, the one who shouts, “Donald Trump!” and, “Blue Lives Matter!” 
  • You, the one who shouts, “Joe Biden!” and, “Black Lives Matter!” 

Why? 


Why won’t I delete you? 


A few reasons: 

  1. You have a good point.

There is a reason that you believe what you do. You have come to this conclusion and you can probably make some strong arguments for why you believe that. I want to hear those arguments, and I want to learn from you - not delete you lol. I want to ask you more questions. I want to see through the world through your eyes. Proverbs 27 says, “As iron sharpens iron, so a friend sharpens a friend.” I want to discuss this further with you because it means that we will both become sharper at the end of that conversation! 


    At the core of it, isn’t that what learning and wisdom is all about? 


2) It’s too easy. 

When I was a kid, I used to see those commercials of starving kids in Africa - and I would always turn the channel because it made me feel bad. However - just because I turned the channel - it didn’t mean that these kids weren’t there anymore. They were still there, they were still hungry - but I just couldn’t see it anymore. If I can’t see it - it’s not a problem, right? 


Me deleting you is like changing the channel - pretending like you aren’t here. It’s me pretending that your opinion doesn’t matter because I can’t see it. I refuse to act like my viewpoint is the only viewpoint on any issue. I refuse to not see the holes in my own arguments and neglect the other side of the issue. You bring that to the table. It’s too easy to delete you and pretend. I want to keep you and be challenged. 


3) I care more about you than your politics. 


Your beliefs and your politics can change. In fact, I’d dare say that your beliefs and your politics should change. But YOU? You are way bigger than politics. 


You are awesome. You are funny. You have a kind heart. You are smart. You are skilled. You have a ton of wisdom in a certain field. You are talented. You have a purpose. You matter to other people in this world. You were created by God and made in His image - and He sent His son to die for you. You matter to God - and you absolutely matter to me. I care way more about Jesus and His kingdom than I do about politics that cause way more division than anything else. 


I get it. We disagree. That’s a good thing. Let’s continue to disagree and iron out what we believe and why we believe it. Some of the greatest friends in my life are the ones who had the guts to call me out on stuff and challenged me when I was in the wrong. It would have been so much easier for them to cut me out and drop me - but they stayed - and they helped me get where I am today. 


I refuse to end the relationship/friendship I have with you over two old men named Joe and Don who will never even know my name. Honestly, I’d rather hang out with you over those guys any day (let’s be real). 


Friends, don’t buy into the hype of us versus them. Don’t let Satan get in between us and separate us more than what we already are. Let us love each other even when times are difficult and tensions are high. At the end of the day, let us be known not by our politics or stance - but our compassion and our love. 


And if, for some reason, you were offended by this blog/post…


You can just delete me ;) 


32 “If you love only those who love you, why should you get credit for that? Even sinners love those who love them! 33 And if you do good only to those who do good to you, why should you get credit? Even sinners do that much! 34 And if you lend money only to those who can repay you, why should you get credit? Even sinners will lend to other sinners for a full return. 

35 “Love your enemies! Do good to them. Lend to them without expecting to be repaid. Then your reward from heaven will be very great, and you will truly be acting as children of the Most High, for he is kind to those who are unthankful and wicked. 36 You must be compassionate, just as your Father is compassionate.  - Luke 6:32-36 

Sunday, July 14, 2019

Did I really just quit my job today?


What In The World Are You Doing?


I was 14 years old and sitting on a rooftop in the middle of the night when I made the decision to follow Jesus.

I had this long conversation with God, and I remember ending it by saying, “I don’t really have much to offer you, but I promise I’ll go wherever you want me to.” The next day, I was baptized and I knew that my life was no longer mine – but His.

SO much about my life has changed since that day; however, I fully intend to stay true to the promise I made Him at age 14: If you need me, I’ll go.

This morning, Maiah and I made the decision to resign from Edgewood Christian Church and go plant a church somewhere in North Carolina. We have been riding an emotional roller coaster to make it to this decision, but everyone is wondering one thing: What in the world are you doing?!

In order to fully explain that, I need to bring you back to when I was 14 years old. 

First Things First

Something you need to know about me: I am the most non-charismatic person you will ever meet. I have no idea how to relate to anyone when they say things like “I felt God calling me to do this.” God has never called me, and I’m pretty sure it’s because He knows I would just let it go to voicemail (for real, I stink at answering my phone). I’m not an emotionally driven person. I can clearly express how I’m feeling, but I have always been able to control my emotions and keep a calm demeanor about myself. I’m not knocking people that are more charismatic/emotional; if anything, I’m a little jealous.

For me, it is less of a calling and more of a responsibility. I relate more to Isaiah 6:8 when it says, “Then I heard the Lord asking, “Whom should I send as a messenger to this people? Who will go for us?” I said, “Here I am. Send me.”

Work needs to be done? Let me do it.
Someone needs help? Let me help them.
There is a need somewhere? Let me step up to the plate.

If I am gifted in that area and I am able to help, I feel irresponsible when I don’t use my talents to help be a part of the solution. When I was 14, I told God, “Here I am. Send Me.”

In college, I had no idea what I was going to study until I was exposed to kids in the area that really needed Jesus. From there, the decision was crystal clear:

·      I work well with kids.
·      Kids need Jesus.
·      I’ll work with these kids and teach them about Jesus.

I was very content with my last job, until I learned about a desperate need my home church had. From there, the decision was crystal clear:

·      I like doing youth ministry
·      My home church really needs to kick start their youth ministry.
·      I’ll go help my home church.

For the last 4 years, I have had a blast doing youth ministry at Edgewood. We have had such a good time and made so many relationships. I have seen the lives of students completely transformed, and I have gotten so close to so many people. I love this church, and I love these kids.

However, God has recently shown me a new need: a church for people who might not necessary like church.

I was approached by some friends this year with a crazy dream. They said, “Kevin, we want to plant 5 churches over 10 years, and we think you would be a great person to plant one.”

If I’m 100% honest with you, I knew right then that I was probably going to go plant a church. Because of how my brain functions and my past experiences with Jesus, I knew that I would be a part of this plan and that God was calling me to go plant a church. In fact, it was pretty crystal clear:

·      North Carolina needs more churches to reach lost people  
·      I love the church and I love lost people
·      I should start a church for people in North Carolina. 

However, because I am stubborn and love a good argument with God – I said, “No way!” Besides, I LOVED where I was. I was in my home city, at my home church, surrounded by family and friends that I love and cherish. We have a house and my wife would soon have an awesome job. Why in the WORLD would I leave?!

And Jesus being, well Jesus – He responded back by throwing these passages my way every time I picked up my bible.

 “Go and sell all your possessions and give the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.” – Mark 10:21

And everyone who has given up houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or property, for my sake, will receive a hundred times as much in return and will inherit eternal life. – Matthew 19:24

And my personal favorite… *eye roll emoji insert here*

Remember, it is sin to know what you ought to do and then not do it. – James 4:17

So, my 14 year old Kevin tapped 27 year old Kevin on the shoulder and reminded me about the commitment I made to Jesus. He reminded me about the duty I have to do whatever He wants – and that this life wasn’t about me or my happiness – but about serving other people.

So with many tears and much heart ache, we made the decision to conclude our time at Edgewood and go on this new journey to go plant a church where there are no churches.

Field of Treasure

One of my favorite parables is in Matthew 13:44 when Jesus says:

“The Kingdom of Heaven is like a treasure that a man discovered hidden in a field. In his excitement, he hid it again and sold everything he owned to get enough money to buy the field."

We read this parable and think it’s cute – but have you ever thought about how other people viewed that man? How many questions people must have had for him! “You’re selling your house?! You’re selling your clothes? Your selling your donkey?! Why?!”

Yet, he gladly sold it all. In fact, he welcomed their criticism - because he knew something that they didn’t. He knew that everything he had was nothing compared to what was in that field. 

We relate so much to this parable. We are giving up two incredibly awesome jobs and selling our house to move to a job that doesn’t exist. We’re giving up financial stability to go to a salary that doesn’t exist. We’re giving up family and friends and HOPING that we can make more. To an outsider, it makes no sense. However, if you are wearing kingdom glasses and seeing this the way God looks at it, you can see that we are going to a field of treasure.

We believe that God loves those lost people in North Carolina, and even though leaving Roanoke is painful, we think the reward in heaven will greatly outweigh everything if it means we bring others to Him.

We’re so thankful for all of our family and friends in this area and all over – and we appreciate you understanding what we are doing and why we are doing it. We have felt nothing but overwhelming love ever since we have been in Roanoke, and we couldn’t have asked for a better group of people to serve along side for the past four years.

FAQ

We know you still have a lot of questions, and we want to answer them as best we can – so we’ll try to cover a few here:

1) When are you leaving?

We’re hoping to leave around the end of August/beginning of September if everything goes as planned.

2) Where are you going after Edgewood? 

I’ll be on staff at Restore Church in Jacksonville, NC and be doing a residency (school) with an organization called Passion For Planting. I’ll spend around 10 months learning how to plant a church & fundraising, and then we will move to where we are planting.

3) Where are you going to plant this church?

We’re not incredibly sure yet. We want to make sure we make the right move for the kingdom and for our family – so we will be taking a road trip in the next few weeks (along with a lot of prayer) before we officially decide. Some of our choices include Fayetteville, Wilmington, Goldsboro and Kinston. We will keep you posted with where we decide.

4) What about Maiah’s school counseling job?

Maiah turned down her school counseling job and she will be looking for another job in Jacksonville this year. (Shout out to my wife for trusting me in this crazy dream of mine).

5) Are you going to sell your house?

Probably? We’re going to look into that this week. So if you’re looking to buy one – let’s chat ;)

6) How are you going to pay your bills?

Good question. I’ve been wondering that myself. If you got any ideas, let me know. :P

But seriously – I’m going to try to hit the ground running fundraising as soon as I can.

7) Will you miss youth ministry? 

Yes and no. On one hand, I’ll totally miss it. I’ve done youth ministry for the last 8 years – and working with students has literally been the most fun job you could ever ask for. However, I say “no” because in some ways, I don’t ever plan on fully leaving youth ministry. I still look forward to working camps and conferences. I obviously will have students in my future church – and I’m excited to connect with them as well. However, I am also ready and looking forward to this next chapter in life as well. Besides, I’m getting old and can’t keep up with the slang anymore. :P

8) (And probably the most often asked question) - Aren’t you scared?

I can’t yell “yes” loud enough.

It is incredible scary to leave what we know and go into the unknown. We have no idea what our future looks like, and because we are both planners, we are freaking out not knowing every detail along the way.

And yet, there is this weird peace about the entire situation. I feel like God is sending me in this direction, and I’m constantly thinking back to my 14 year old self on the roof. I have a million questions and concerns, but He is only asking me to trust Him in this entire process.

I just recently did a week of camp, and one camper in particular came to me EVERY time something wrong happened. He would say things like, “Kevin – you know its almost time to switch activities, right?!” “Kevin, you know it’s about to rain – and we won’t be able to swim, right?!” “Kevin – you know that if you use this color powder, people are going to be dirty and it’s going to make a mess – right?!”

I would smile and assure him, “Yeah man, I’m aware. We got it.” I always thought his worry was so funny – as if no one had thought about these things except him.

I imagine God is the same way with all of my worries as well. I’m constantly talking to Him about the many things I’m worried about – and He is just smiling and saying, “I know, buddy.”

He knows we need to figure out housing. He knows we need to figure out money/salary. He knows we have a lot of work to do before we plant this church. He’s aware of it, and I know He is able to handle it all.

Love, Love & More Love 

Again, we can’t stress enough how much we really do love Edgewood and the Roanoke/Salem area. Today, many tears were shed – and it was just a reminder of how many people actually care for us – and how much we care for them. Saying goodbye is never easy – but it helps a little when you know that you are saying goodbye for the right reasons.

“How Can I Help?”

Some people have ALREADY started asking us how they can help us moving forward – and we’re so excited that people believe in us that much. Here’s what were hoping for:

1) Pray

Man, we can’t stress that enough. My prayer life has increased so much these past 3 months, and I have seen some pretty cool things happen. There is a ton of power in prayer, and so you constantly keeping our family and this future church in your prayer would seriously mean the world to us.

2) No, seriously, pray for us.

I think we live in a culture where people say, “I’ll pray for you” as way of being polite and showing that you feel for them. That’s cool and all – but seriously, if you could even stop what you’re doing right now and say a quick prayer for us, we would really love it.

3) Consider Partnering Financially

I was taught from a young age to never take hand outs – and to pull yourself up by your boot straps.

However, God has taught me a different lesson these past 2 years: It’s okay to depend on other people, and it’s okay to depend on Him.

By leaving Edgewood and planting a church, I really am depending on a lot of other people  and churches who have a Kingdom mindset. In a real way, I am at the mercy of many people saying “Yes” to supporting me financially, and I quite at peace with this decision – mainly for two reasons:
            1) God is not short of cash. One way or another, He is going to send people our way to help us do His work.

            2) If I know my friends/family/churches like I think I do – I know that they will want to be those people that God sends.

It is one thing to make a financial investment and receive a good turn around/make a lot of money. However, consider the heavenly investment you would make by giving and contributing to lost people meeting Jesus. How cool is it to know that, when you get to heaven, there might be people there that you have never even met – and yet you played a role in them getting there because of your gift? I can’t think of any better way to spend money.

If you’re serious about helping us financially, we would love to talk with you about it. I don’t have anything set up right now, and you probably wont be able to give until around September when I get started, but a commitment in general would mean the world to us – and it would certainly help build confidence in us moving forward on this journey.

I have lived many places and met many people – but Roanoke VA is the place where I was born. Edgewood Christian Church was where I came to meet Jesus – and the people there have always been my family. This is an incredibly hard decision, but we think that something big will come of it.

To all of our friends and family – we love you more dearly than you know, and we look forward to sharing this journey with you. To all of the people in the church planting world that have been helping me and praying for me on the daily – I appreciate it more than you know. We’re excited for this next chapter in our lives, and we can’t wait to see what God is going to do!