Today marked a close to another chapter in the life of the Smuda family. As of today my time at Bethlehem A/G is over. The chapter is finished, and it is time to move on. Officially as of tomorrow I become the Senior Pastor of Trinity A/G in West Chester PA. As excited as I am to assume this role, I can't help but reflect on the past 4 1/2 years. This morning I told my church for one last time (while fighting tears..bottom pic) that when God brings you to a place to help bring change, He will always desire to change you along the journey.

     I have my doctorate in ministry after working at Bethlehem. Next week I will ask my congregation to do the same thing I asked a youth group hungry for a pastor to love them the same thing. To trust me! To trust that the past 4 and 1/2  have taught me to rely on God more then I ever had to. 
To trust me that I "Trust in the Lord with all my heart, and lean NOT on my own understanding, that I will acknowledge Him with all my heart, and I believe HE shall lead my path and OUR church".
I would not be as confidant in saying that had I not come to Bethlehem, and forever will be thankful to them. 

I'm NOW thankful for trials. I'm thankful for the victories. I'm thankful for the persecutions. I'm thankful for the love. I'm thankful for the relationships and how so many people trusted me seek  to impart into their lives (which never ceases to humble me). 

 I'm thankful for the love I've gotten, but more thankful for the love I was allowed to give. I have made some of my best friends and fiercest enemies in N.Y.  I'm NOW thankful for both. They have both made me stronger. I have laughed with people till it hurt, and cried when they hurt. I was honored to be trusted to lead people, initiatives, and ministries. I leave knowing I leave nothing on the table. Not ideas, not prayers, and most importantly I leave NO LOVE on the table.

 It started with a group of kids wanting a pastor to love them. The next chapter is a church asking the same. I am well trained for just this..

Thank you Bethlehem

It's not good bye....just Until....

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Day 1 of Bethlehem
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Last day at Bethlehem (holding back the tears)
 
Now that it's roughly a couple months later, and I have licked my wounds. I am brought to the scripture in the 

New Living Translation. It's Proverbs 24:16 "The godly may trip seven times, but they will get up again. But one disaster is enough to overthrow the wicked".

The way it's worded here to me removes the option of living a spirit-filled life and giving into failures. It's impossible. Which means through our failures, we MUST not only GET UP, but GET STRONGER. 

So I am getting back up. As a practical exercise I began writing what I learned through this whole thing, as to not allow this to "overthrow" me.

-I learned it's wiser to stop something if it's not health, even if it works on paper
-I learned that the God inside me, is MUCH bigger then the i ever proclaimed him to be.
-I listened everytime my wife reminded me where I am weak, HE is strong.
-I realized that the a strong spirit is only really able to achieve full strength, once it is broken.
-Concentrated focus and prayer take you through the questions more then you know.
-A love for a community you know nothing about is impossible to develop unless you infuse yourself in that community.
-A love for a community should be the FIRST place you start, not a building.
-People will buy tickets to watch you fail
-I realized concentrated focus makes people uncomfortable
-I learned "unless the Lord builds it, the builders labor in vain" in more ways then one.
-I saw relationships develop around mission
-I saw the good and bad sides of character
-I truly realized you can plan all you want, but when you realease to God's leading, your plans are NEVER AS GOOD.
-I watched the greatest person around children I've ever met, step up and become a inspiration to me for her sheer dedication.
-I saw a couple leave comfortability, to serve the community they live in
-I learned the church has a 2 sided people. One of beauty, one of contradictions
-I learned sacrifice will take everything out of you
-I learned to not fear what others deem as failure, and to learn from my failures
-To mention that, I learned not to be afraid to say I failed. I failed! But I am definitely getting back up
-I learned people hurt when you fail
-I learned that's big
 
     You haven't seen more scandalous drama at a chicken coop since Gus was peddling the blue stuff at Los Pollos Hermanos (only breaking bad fans will get that reference). So Chick-fil-A picked a fight! But with who? Only logical foe is free speech, right? The past 72 hours have been exhausting (keep in mind, I am NOT super-political. I usually stay out of political rantings). But for the past 3 days I've been more annoyed at the radicals who hate, disappointed by the leaders of the church who remained silent (cause they normally love talking), and just plain tired of hearing from the "RELEVANT" christian voice. Because what do they really stand for anyway? I have read thoughts and articles that have made me want to puke (probably because what I was reading was regurgitated trash anyway. 1 article by Matthew Paul Turner said "5 ways the church failed"  in the ChIck-Fil-A. (YAWN) I'm sure he's a nice enough guy with a great heart, but this whole "Jesus is love and would be fine with us the way we are" is really played out.
      What I know is this. It's America, we are allowed our freedom. Speech is granted to ALL, and Christians are included. We are Christians, and indeed we are called to love. Love all, no matter who they are (judge not). 
I also know this. I drove my 3 kids to a Chick-fil-A in Jersey yesterday to teach them these things and more.

I wanted to teach my kids a lesson. When we ended up (in Jersey) I began to tell them what a great country we have. That people can freely speaktheir minds, live their lives, and have their faith. I taught them that the standard for their lives should always be the Bible first, and they should never apologize for that. EVER. 
I taught them that Jesus told us to love, and not just love those who agree with us, or believe what we believe. But true love...no strings attached. I told them that all people should be treated with dignity and respect. I taught them they should stand strong behind truth when asked and never water it down due to criticism, pressure, or persecution.

I taught them all this over a chicken sandwich....or 2...