Called to Serve

God certainly doesn't want me to stay in my comfort zone. Every time I show a glimmer of complacency, he throws me a curve ball. Just as I was starting to get settled into this new community I had discovered at Lutheran Campus Ministry, I got some news I hadn't expected - I had been identified as a "leader within the community."

I have lost three pastors in the past 2 years, a strange phenomenon that has come to define much of the time I have been growing in my faith. This third time, however, is different. Pastor Kacey is leaving, but I have the rare privilege of serving on the LCM Call Committee. Now, while I am bound by a strict confidentiality agreement, I can discuss the purpose of the committee. In essence, I get to help choose the new pastor.

I'm not sure what qualities made me stand out as a leader, nor do I know the first thing about serving on a church committee of any kind. It's intimidating to say the least. So far, I have come to grips with one fact that has eased my mind. I am not here to lead. I'm not on this committee to make executive decisions that will effect everyone within the community. I am a servant. My job is to listen to the concerns of those around me and to seek their input to guide my decision-making.

The responsibility is terrifying, to be perfectly honest. I am afraid that I will not be able to represent the students at LCM on the committee. But I do not need to be afraid. I am not alone. There are 7 other call committee members and God will be with me every step of the way. I have to trust that the Spirit will move through me and the committee. After all, I have been saved from sin by grace; and grace will lead us to the right person.