The following was sent to New Song Church members today. I post it here in hopes that some who have moved away and some who have looked on from the outside might be encouraged by my reflections today:
New Song turns 17 tomorrow. Many of you will not have time to read these reflections. I understand. But some of you might appreciate the ramblings of a pastor who has been as blessed as anyone on the planet.
Lori and I moved to Oceanside on July 15, 1991. Our blue Honda Accord was loaded down with two cats and two kids. Bryan was four; Amy, almost three. We had no idea what lay ahead of us.
As we passed the “Welcome to Oceanside” sign, we knew no one in the city. We had no friends, no family, no church and no money. Only a dream. And a hope that God would bless that which he had called us to do: start a church to reach lost people in North County, San Diego.
We’ve tried to be faithful, and God has been so much more. The 6,700 decisions for Christ, six daughter churches planted, six parachurches founded, the innumerable people repaired and restored, the marriages and lives elevated don’t begin to tell the story of how rich this experience has been. Because God has been faithful. To him be the glory. His promises are true! I know from personal experience that the Lord is with those who are with him; that the mind of a man can plan his ways, but it will be the Lord who directs his steps. I am a most blessed man.
Seventeen years have taught me the value of friendship and faithfulness over time. These are treasures reserved for those who are committed, for those who weather storms with each other; who persevere in hardship, and reconcile and forgive when offense is taken. These are treasures that come from the deep, like silver or gold, mined from shafts that go far down into the depths of the earth.
I have learned that right choices make all the difference. I have watched spouses make wrong choices that exact a toll from everyone they love. I have watched other spouses choose to do the right thing in the face of pain and become better people, bigger-hearted and bigger-faithed; and more blessed by God because they did what was right rather than what felt right in an impulsive moment or season of life.
I have learned about faith. I have trusted God when resources didn’t seem to be there, and then seen his generosity poured through an individual or group, providing exactly what was needed. I have trusted him for miracles, some of which he has granted, others he has withheld in order to build my character.
I have learned about love. The Beatles weren’t quite right. Love isn’t all you need; but it’s pretty close. That, and the forgiveness of Christ, plus an occasional trip to the grocery store can sustain a life, change a life, and give hope to the hopeless like no other. The love I have received from my wife, my children, this church, and this community have filled my soul. Only Jesus’ love surpasses it.
I have learned that generosity starts at home. If you can teach your children that it is more blessed to give than to receive, you have created an unstoppable force.
I have learned the value of right priorities. On the picture wall of my mind are portraits of families who have made sacrifices for God and his purposes and choices to do what he asks. These stand out in bold relief, with, “BLESSED BEYOND BELIEF” emblazoned behind them. While others, choosing lesser things, have muddied photos, with “REGRET” stamped in dingy gray behind their heads.
The better part of my life has been invested in New Song Community Church and in reaching the people of North County.
The best parts of this investment are a trifecta of divine blessings I never anticipated. The first of these are the memories. In my head are sacred scenes that I will not forget in this life or the next. These scenes are rich with the smiling faces of changed lives.
Beside the memories are the dreams of our future. At 17, if she were a citizen, New Song still wouldn’t be old enough to vote. She continues to grow towards her full potential. I dream of filling our building with freshly redeemed loved ones and friends, and then spilling out into locations and cities around us. I dream of expanded ministry to the military, and to Spanish-speakers, and seniors. I dream of touching an increased number of lives in our community as The Church Next Door. One changed life at a time has always been God’s way. Life by life by life, I dream of the day when not just our present building, but multiple buildings are filled with redeemed souls, joyfully and diligently growing in Christ and serving our community together.
Next to the memories and dreams in my mind is the hope of heaven. I can see the sea of faces as we gather before our Lord and King one day and give him corporate praise. By then, New Song will be a vast army of Christ-lovers, of various sizes and hues, and maybe varied languages as well. On that day we will be one with the Father and one with each other through the work of Christ whom we will worship in the greatest party ever thrown.
I would not trade these seventeen for any others. I hope for seventeen, or twenty-seven, or thirty-seven more with you all.
Happy Anniversary New Song,
Hal