Wicked men

Here is something I read on Facebook.

Wicked men

by Levi Smith

I sat in my 4th grade Sunday School class in Texas, unaware that wicked men were voting my dad out as Pastor of the church.

My mom poked her head into my Sunday School class and motioned for me to come out into the hallway. She gathered the other siblings, we met my dad and we left that church for the last time.

We went to the parsonage. It was there that my parents told us that our time in Graham, Texas was over. We had only been there for just under a year. We were just getting settled. I had finally found the group of friends I could play with on the playground. And now, because of unbiblical men, we had to uproot and move again.

An unholy deacon of means from a past church had found out where we moved to. That deacon proceeded to follow my parents, (not in person because cowards usually don’t do things in person; they are private attackers) but in word. He spread his lies to his rich friends in our new church.

Without hesitancy or biblical procedure, those men voted my dad out as Pastor….during Sunday School. They gave us a week to get out and give back the car and house the church was providing for its Pastor’s family. In the blink of an eye, I found myself, along with my 4 other siblings, sleeping in the spare bedrooms of my grandparents house 8 hours away with all of our stuff in storage.

We were without a home. We were without adequate transportation. My dad went from pastoring to selling furniture, just to make ends meet. It was honestly one the worst years of my entire life.

Within a year, my dad would accept the call to Pastor in northern Mississippi. It was there that my parents faced another unbiblical deacon and trustee. My post from this past Father’s Day about my dad resigning took place at this new church in MS.

Ya know what?

That time in my life was horrible. Absolutely wretched.

BUT…God was faithful. He saved me during those years. He called me to preach during those years. He taught me how to be a hard worker during those years.

I look back now, and I don’t see those wicked men and women. I don’t see the “churches that burnt me”. I don’t see the liars, cheaters and adulterers. I see Jesus. I see God’s hand. I see the book of Psalms come to life. I see victory.

I am a husband, daddy and preacher today, working full time in the ministry. If there is anyone who should hate the church today, it’s me; but I don’t.

God’s been too faithful. Those hardships made me who I am today. I give Jesus glory for that.

Friend, don’t blame Jesus for the hellish nature of wicked men and women. Turn to Him. Trust Him more. He’s working things out for His glory and your good.

Posted on July 21, 2019, in Facebook and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Truth.

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  2. Inspirational. This is very much how I feel about God’s hand in my own life.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Amen! God is good all the time! ❤ I'm also a living witness to that.
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