Now that we are settled back in the metropolis of Moncks Corner I see a lot of old friends and folk from the church I served in for 6 years in this town. I love seeing everyone but I dread the inevitable question. It is not a bad question, it is a benign question that anyone would ask. “So, what are you guys doing?”
I hate it because I just don’t know. My wife is teaching at Berkeley High School and I am continuing my education. That’s it. When people press wanting to know what I want to do, I answer with shallow answers of some things that MAY be on the horizon but I don’t know.
Is that ok? Is it ok that I don’t know what is next? I mean none of us do anyway but most have an idea what tomorrow holds. Me. Nothing.
Do I look for a position in Youth Ministry, Senior Pastor role, Plant a church?
Now before you hit me with the seek God and look for HIS will thing. I seek God. Hard. I don’t get a definite vibe either way. My educated guess is that in the silence God is telling me to wait. To sit this one out. That doesn’t work out too well for me. But he didn’t ask.
So, I wait…because I don’t know.
Sean Rheaume 