Very few of us get to pastor the same congregation for 40 years. The word “same” is misleading. For although some pastors may serve the same congregation by name and place, she or he will discover quickly the congregation is always changing. It’s getting older. It’s getting younger. Folks are moving away. Folks are moving in. It’s responsive to leadership. It’s leading you.
The congregation is always changing.
Even Moses knew his congregation was changing. Grumpy periods were a sure sign that departures were coming soon. Demands came as regularly as hungry bellies in the morning. Mutiny drove him to cry out to God. And most of the congregation wasn’t always interested in getting as close to God as he was. What mattered most to Moses wasn’t at the top of their minds.
The congregation is always changing.
Such change can be wearisome. Moses didn’t just survive on his call. (Exodus 4) He survived on the Presence of God. A tent became a meeting spot when the daily demands didn’t permit 40 day retreats. The Presence of God came to him in the pillar of cloud. And they talked as friends, face to face, presence to presence. They were friends because God came down.
The pastors are always changing.
We can descend into the selfish shadows of our of hearts or we can enter into the wild wonder of God. Sure, Moses stayed with this exodus congregation for forty years. But surely he didn’t remain the same. I believe he was marked by these humble requests in responses to God for the next forty years: teach me your ways, go with us, and show me your glory. (Exodus 33)
God met him. God taught him. God went with them. God showed him his glory.
Who can remain steady through all the years?
And so I pray: Teach me your ways. Go with us. Show me your glory.