Called, Dragged & Tagged

Over the years people have asked me how my family and I came to be called into the ministry. My typical answer has always been my version of the truth. I was called. Shirley was dragged, and Stephen tagged along.

And that has been the way it has been for 40 years now. I was the one that was called and I promised Shirley and Stephen they could be themselves and didn’t have to be stereotypes of pastoral wives and children. We just sought to live our lives as best we could for our family, our faith, and our Jesus.

Over the years my wife and son have been avid supporters of all that I sought to accomplish in the name of Christ. They have been faithful… even went to church when they had issues with the preacher (me).

My son grew up a very, very good and caring child, and a faithful young man and father. He and his wife, Joy, and their two children, Noah and Abby participate in church every Sunday. They are all also involved in the community and the school. Joy is the president of the PTA at Pleasant Garden Elementary School, and both she and Stephen have received special recognition for their many hours of dedication to the school. Both Noah and Abby are exceptional students who are also involved in the church, community and school.

Why am I telling you this? Because I am very, very, very proud of them. Another thing makes me very proud. As you know I retired from 40 years of ministry today. At 11:30 this morning a 45 minute service recognizing the retirement of 39 clergy members was held at Lake Junaluska. It was a small, little thing… nothing special at all. But it became very special when our son drove all the way from Greensboro last night to be present for this small, little thing of watching his dad receive a certificate of appreciation, a lapel pin, and a hug from the bishop and the secretary of the conference.

He didn’t have to do that… but he took the time to do it. That is the kind of people we have in our family… and they are special because of the way they live their lives.

Thank you, Stephen for making this such a special day for me and your mom. Isn’t it great to have kids like this? My wife, Shirley, has always been by my side to care for me in sickness and in health, hear my vents when I needed to get something out of my system, and listen closely when I needed a REAL person to try on what I was exploring in a sermon or some theological idea. She was always honest with me, told me when I was wrong, when my head was in the clouds, kept me grounded and laughing at myself. Thanks to my family for loving me and allowing me to be this clergy type for all these years. I love you dearly.

Dear Lord, thank you for a very special family who have always been there to care for and love each other, for filling our lives with grace and leading us into faithfulness, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

 

 

 

Perceptions and Dreams

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

Last night I had a very hard time sleeping. My back was hurting even though the sixth floor of the Terrace is supposed to have new mattresses. I am flipping back and forth, sleeping a little and then waking up. You will never guess what was waking me up.

Our room is on the sixth floor and three floors beneath us is the kitchen and dining hall. As I am rolling around in the bed trying my very best to go to sleep… I kept smelling bacon, eggs, sausage and pancakes. Wow, it was so powerful that I could almost taste it. In fact I imagined that it was almost time to get up and go partake of this powerful breakfast.

I fought it as long as I could and finally got up to go to the bathroom – thinking that I needed to be getting ready for breakfast. On my way back from the bathroom I checked my phone for the time. It was 2:15 am. Man, was I ever disappointed. I sure was ready for that breakfast.

The smell of that wonderful breakfast went away immediately but I still couldn’t sleep. It was back to the bathroom at 4:15am, then again at 6:15am. I woke up with a terrible headache and didn’t even go to breakfast. (Don’t laugh… your time is a coming.)

There are many things that keep us awake at night. A friend called last night about a friend of hers who may have committed suicide. We talked a long time about that and how God holds us especially when we are in the darkest pits of life. I am in the midst of a change in my lifestyle and each day here at conference draws me closer to that reality.

Tonight we went to the retirement dinner where 40 pastors are retiring. We were entertained and given an engraved  gold watch. We were thanked for combined service  of over 1100 years. Tomorrow we walk across the stage and retire.

In the back of my head is not the smell of breakfast but the remembrance of years of service… it is the parade of names, events, good and bad times… Jesus moments that will not let me go… places where Jesus sent me and met me to do His work. I am thankful that God called me to ministry… the good times and the bad… for He has been with me and helped me to be part of Jesus moments with Jesus’ people all the way through. Thank you for being part of my life and ministry.

Dear Lord, over forty years ago you called a reluctant young man to proclaim your word to your people. Thank you for all the people you have sent my way… some to help me and some for me to help. You have been present in all we have become and all the places we have traveled, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

 

 

First Mention of Retirement at Annual Conference

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Steve & Shirley

Today we are at Annual Conference… that place where United Methodist Clergy and Laity delegates get together each year to discuss the business of the Annual Conference. This afternoon we were in the clergy session – where only clergy are allowed in and we discuss the changes of categories of ministers… i.e. being commissioned or ordained, status changes like going on disability or leaving the conference or leaving the ministry. Now the retirees have gone through a mound of paperwork and meetings with the conference in order to retire.

Today we made our way through all the other status changes and came to that point where we were going to deal with the elders who will be retiring this year. In front of me is a list of some 33 ministers retiring. I quickly scan this document and came to the “M” section only to find there is no Martin listed – Stephen or otherwise.

Ever had one of those big old green frogs in your throat? He was jumping around in there all over the place. The vice-chair of the Board of Ordained Ministry is reading the names… goes right on by where my name was supposed to be and did not stop to insert the missing name. I finally get Kim Ingram’s attention (conference secretary – my boss) and whisper “My name is not listed.” Her jaw drops, the Bishop is talking about all the great work these retiring ministers have done, and she leans over saying: “Bishop, we left a name off the list.” His reply was an ecclesiastical “What? Who?” Kim read my name… not full name like everyone else got… she just said “Steve Martin.” I am so glad that I got my name read out loud before the vote… someone is already appointed to Pine Grove… and I plan to become a fisher of fish real soon.

Have you ever had your name left off a list of some importance? I want us all to remember that there is a list where our name will never be left off, and that is a list of the children of God. God loves you with a love that will never abandon, forsake or fail. God will always be with you in every moment.

Dear Lord, thank you for loving us with an always love that covers every sin, every moment, and every person in and through Jesus. Amen

Grace and Peace

Steve