Sunday, April 09, 2006

This is my Pastor

Saying for the Day:God loves even those who don't know it.

A person I only know from blogging works in an Emergency Room that and my Emergency Room experience reminded me of an Emergency Room story from when I was in the active ministry.

I told it first at a Synod conference for pastors. These were meetings that pastors were expected (required ) to attend.

This conference was on vocations and the need for pastors to visit the work place of their parishioners.

The lead story was about a pastor who went to visit his parishioner at his place of work . When he entered the building and asked for directions to the man’s office he was directed to the 14th floor. Here he found a huge ,beautiful office. The parishioner was a big executive and he took the pastor and with some pride introduced him as his pastor.
This we were told was good for the church.

They then asked for if any of us had “This is my pastor stories” and I told this one.

I was called to the emergency room at the local hospital.
It seems an old , local drunk had fallen down and cut his head open.
They had no one to take him back to his hotel so they called me.
I often got called for stuff like that.

I entered the room. The old guy was laying on the table with blood running down his face. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and pointed in my direction.

He said to the doctor “This is my pastor”.

I was so proud. I could have hugged him. Because I was his pastor and wanted to be his pastor. He was not an executive. He was more likely to be found in the emergency room than an office.

But he was one of God’s children. Oh yes he was.

Oh the doctor eventually joined United. In fact he plays in the guitar choir.
You can never tell what visiting one’s place of work will do for a pastor.

8200 spins without a prize. Old Hapless is tired of e-mails that tell him he has won everything from a plasma TV to a years supply of gas. When he checks them out he always discovers that he hasn't won anything (surprise). Instead they are hoopers. You know, where to get the item you have to jump through a bunch of hoops. You need to take two deals from the first set, two from the second, and three from the third. That is clearly not winning, It is the worst kind of losing.
Well Uncle Wiggly lovers if Old Hapless doesn't decide he wants that plasma TV so bad that he will spend all his time hooping thus preventing him from blogging. We will be back with "As the World Spins".
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I'm in a bit of a quandary. Word verification keeps idiots like the first commentator today off of the blog. But , as anybody who has tried three or four times to leave a comment knows , it is a pain in the butt. Do I make it easy for friends to comment and thus open myself to idiots or what? My son and family are visiting and the first thing my four year old grandson said was Grandpa we saw lots and lots of birch trees. Now who put him up to that I wonder? Well it was a wonderful day even if my granddaughter and daughter-in-law beat Betty and I at canasta. Luke had a great time riding my walker. Well after all the excitement I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

14 Comments:

Blogger Cissa Fireheart said...

Dr. John

might I suggest you word verify your comments so that spammers like the guy above you don't start flooding your comments?

That's a good story, I think. When you can find another person to join your church or turn to God. No matter what their background. I think it's encouraging and altogether a nice thing.

I hope you made it to church today!

5:44 AM  
Blogger Catch said...

Thats a lovely story Dr John...and I bet the guy still remembers that you are the one who came and got him when nobody else would! God bless You!

9:13 AM  
Blogger Catch said...

Is my comment not showing up?

9:14 AM  
Blogger Huzaifa said...

I think 'anonymous' pretty much answered your question.

10:29 AM  
Blogger Louisiana said...

If my sins and my conduct would be taken into consideration for God to love me and accept me I would be a gonner. I am forever grateful that He loves me, regardless of my Sainthoodless status. God is good.

Re: word verification. I, as i'm sure, all, come to read your words. No 'word verification' will keep me from thanking you and leaving a comment. True they are a pain, i seldom get them right the first time but which one of us want those pesty messages. So we understand and accept and 'verify'. Do what you feel you need to do but don't worry about the effect it has on your readers. It will not factor in our choice to read/comment on your post.

10:30 AM  
Blogger Undercover Angel said...

I'm so glad you are proud of your pastor. God is a wonderful God who we must all pay our repentance to someday...

Would your pastor and God be proud of you if they knew that you go around and post comments on 13 year old's blogs telling them their posts are stupid and dumb? My son was one of your victims.... Just a piece of Christian advice - sometimes if you can't think of something nice to say, it's better to say nothing at all - or at least to choose your words wisely. I'm sure you'll answer to God for that someday....

11:26 AM  
Blogger April said...

I use word verification to keep out the spammers, but you can always delete them if you want as well.

So it's basically your choice.

I hate word verification simply b/c I always get it wrong the first time.

11:34 AM  
Blogger Dr.John said...

I don 't usually comment on my own blog but I feel that undercover angel needs to bne answered less I look even worse than I am. First I didn't check to see the age of the blogger where I left the comnment. Second given the quality of this blog I would never call anybody's blog entry dumb. What I said was dumb was the family shooting each other with BB guns.It seems to me that somebody could get hurt. I suppose in this age and in some families it is okay. But I still think somebody is going to get hurt.

1:10 PM  
Blogger Undercover Angel said...

Yes, you did say the blog entry was dumb. You exact first sentence was, "Of all the stupid things I have read on blogs this has to be the stupidest."

Dr. John, once again they are not the old fashioned metal Beebee's. It was an airsoft gun with plastic bullets - and they don't have much power - they don't even shoot that far. They don't hurt or sting when you get hit with them. You know those toy guns that shoot foam bullets - that's about what these feel like when you get hit with them.

If you didn't agree with his post, I'm sure you could have told him that in your comment without telling him that his post was the stupidest thing you'd ever seen on the Internet. I'm sure God wouldn't have chosen for you to say that...

1:59 PM  
Blogger Penelda said...

Well I know how it is to be the pastors daughter and that gave me a warm feeling inside so being the pastor must be warmer.

Say hi to the family for me


Pennie

2:14 PM  
Blogger Dr.John said...

Well I guess Undercover Angel proved hat I am not good at saying what I want to say. Of course she left off the rest of my comment which read "Somebody could have goten hurt, really hurt. Dumb, dumb, dumb." So I thought that it pointed to the activity and not the writing but I guess it didn't to her. By the way no where in the blog does it say they were nice BBs.

4:56 PM  
Blogger prying1 said...

I vote for putting on the word verification.

3 reasons.

1.) People that cna't ype need the practice.

2.) Comment spam is more irritating than typing out qwxflemnk

3.) Some spammer might post comments on yesteryears postings with links to any kind of website. - You might miss seeing them unless you visit old posts often.

1:26 AM  
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