It was early morning, not quite light yet — quiet, except for the slow rhythm of the horses breathing. Mist hung low in the trees, and for a moment, the world felt perfectly still.

I had stood quietly with the horses a hundred times before, but that morning, something felt different. My mind wasn’t racing through my list for the day. I wasn’t planning or solving. I was just there — present. 

As I became aware of the time that was passing, I sensed the Lord whisper something simple but piercing:

“Don’t worry about the time. Just lean into this moment.”

I guess you could say we’re pretty familiar with church. Christine and I have been pastors and church planters for over 30 years. Both of our parents were pastors and church planters. That’s over 100 years of doing church as a way of life between us. Ehemm, er, well Christine is only about 39ish… just trust me, the math works…