Looking back on my third stint as Board of Deacons Chair, I can honestly say that I found this to be an enjoyable experience overall. Being able to say this is quite surprising considering how the term began. Back in May 2008, being Board Chair was the furthest thing from my mind and as a result, being nominated for the position was neither expected nor appreciated by me. I reluctantly and angrily accepted the position. While upset at the circumstances, I nonetheless went about trying to do the best that I could, and as one of my first duties as Board Chair, I went out to purchase gift cards for our outgoing Board members. This action turned into an adventure and ultimately into a valuable lesson learned.
As I pulled into the parking lot of the store from which I went to purchase the gift cards, I noticed how tight the parking was. That being said, I saw an open stall and attempted to squeeze my car in there. While doing so, I ever-so-gently rubbed up against the car on my passenger side … well OK, I hit it. The first thing I thought was “Great! This wouldn’t have happened if I wasn’t Board Chair since the only reason I’m here is to fulfill one of my obligations.” Of course, the next thing I thought was “I wonder if anyone noticed?” After parking the car, it became evident that no one did notice. Hmmm … what should I do? Well, since I was Board Chair, a Christian in the parking lot of a Christian bookstore, and in general a swell guy (if I do say so myself), I did the right thing and went looking for the owner. I found her shopping in the bookstore and when I told her what had occurred, the strangest thing happened. Instead of getting visibly upset, she was actually appreciative of my honesty. She even suggested that we settle outside of insurance so that my rates would not increase.
Immediately after this incident, I of course asked God “Why?” And you know what? He showed me the answer. God had used that situation to show me how a Christian should handle adversity. The owner of the other car did not get upset, she remained calm and she handled herself with dignity and compassion, the complete opposite of how I handled being “elected” Board Chair. I was so thankful for the lesson learned that when I sent my check to the owner of the other car, I also included a letter sharing my revelation and thanking her for being a part of God’s plan for me. I also included a restaurant gift card as thanks for her shining example. She responded with a letter back thanking me for the gift card and explaining that it was her husband’s birthday, and being a stay at home mom, she usually has to use “his” money to purchase gifts and what not, but with this card, she could truly take him out for his birthday.
What’s the moral of this story? Well, for one, if a parking stall looks tight, don’t try to squeeze into it! But more importantly, you should heed God’s call with patience and grace rather than anger and resentment. So for those of you, who’ve made it through this rambling article, please open your eyes, ears and heart. Hear God’s call for you, heed it and be blessed, for He is always calling you to service. You may be scared, reluctant, upset or anxious but it doesn’t matter. Follow God’s intentions for you and good things will follow. Of course, if you go into it with the right attitude in the first place, it may just save you $800.
God Bless all of you and thank you for allowing me to serve His kingdom as your Board Chair this past year.
For His glory,
Neal
PS. One day, Pastor Stan asked me what I got out of being Board Chair this past year. Honestly, the one thing that immediately came to my mind was the relationship I had built with him. Early on in the term, Stan asked if we could have lunch. Knowing myself, I know that if I was not Board Chair, I would not have agreed to this, but feeling duty bound to at least humor our Pastor, I went. Well, long story short, this initial lunch turned into a monthly thing and over the course of the year, I actually started looking forward to our lunches and discussions. The hours spent talking to each other really sped up my comfort level working with Stan and helped me to appreciate his gifts. It also helped by turning our working relationship into a friendship.
So if you are asked by Pastor Stan to have lunch, take him up on the offer. Who knows where it will lead. Just remember, it’s dutch!