Let me begin by stating that pastors love it when they receive visitors at the office. I know sometimes we seem busy, or frazzled, or frustrated, or impatient … but never with those who come by the Lord’s House to spend some time with the pastor. We love visiting with people at the office as much as our people love to be visited in their homes. I don’t know about other pastors out there, but I long for any excuse to get up from the desk, or out of the books and the studies, and the preparations for this that and the other.
I love it when I have visitors.
And for the past two weeks I have had the blessing of being visited at the church nearly every single morning. Now, granted, my visitor is not much of one for conversation. They haven’t worked up the nerve to confide any of their troubles yet. They usually can’t stay long, but are more than willing to pop over and see how the morning prayer service is going … or the Men’s breakfast … or the Sunday School opening … or just around coffee time for a quick nod and a “How-do-you-do.”
I’ve got to tell you I’m starting to feel a little spoiled … But I can’t help but wonder if all this sudden attention doesn’t come with a price.