Sundays in the Country
Joel Tom Tate on the Surprising Joys of Pastoring a Rural Flock
Several years ago I was living next door to one of the nation’s best Evangelical seminaries. It seemed obvious that this was an opportunity to act on, a providential gimme. So I enrolled there, took one class, and then felt strongly that the Lord was telling me that my seminary career was over. Ironically, that one course was on the denominational distinctives of the church I belonged to at the time, so that the one course I did take does me absolutely no good now as I pursue my ordination in the Wesleyan Church.
Later, the kind hand of Providence brought my family and me to a tiny country church in the mountains . . .