Pastor, Servant

I apologize for the blog post absence. Life has been a bit hectic and I have been a bit uninspired as of late. But today, I am most definitely not.


Today, June 7th, 2012, I am officially a licensed pastor with the Assemblies of God.


I love this for a few reasons. #1) These last few years at school are paying off. I finally have something to show for them. #2) This has been a goal of mine since I was a little girl. #3) The A.G. is where its at


But with this title comes a lot more than just excitement and it means a lot more than just a goal reached. It means that if I introduce myself as Pastor, there may be an unjust stigma on me. It also means that I am responsible for a lot. James 3:1 says, "Dear brothers and sisters, not many of you should become teachers in the church, for we who teach will be judged more strictly." Being a pastor is not easy, as some might assume. Yes, I do work more than just Sundays and I get paid less than minimum wage. I don't get vacation time or health insurance. I have to know my stuff for when everyone asks. 


Yet, this is not even my biggest concern. My concern is that people are going to see me as a judgmental, stuffy, unloving, hypocritical person which is how many in America would describe a Pastor when asked. I want to emulate Jesus. I want to exude love. A title is nothing more than something that people put on other people. And I am not trying to downplay being a pastor, because obviously I am stoked. 


I think though that instead of "Pastor" Brittany it should be "Servant" Brittany. Thats what I am. Forget the pastor, forget the stigma. I am simply a lover, a follower, a servant of Christ.