Rusty Hutson

I’m leaving tomorrow for a time that I have come to cherish over the last several years. It’s this once every 12 months “man weekend”. One of my old college roomates, Lance, and another friend named Keith come over from Georgia and we head down to the farm for some, gumbo-eatin’, deer huntin’, sunflower seed spittin’, camp fire burnin’ fun!! I look forward to this time. It’s really more than fun, it’s recovery.

I realize that as a pastor I have signed up for (been called to) a stressful career. It just comes with the nature of ministry, especially in a very dynamic church. So it’s not just relief I need, but recovery. Recovery is about reclaiming things like, my inner peace, my core personality, my God-given joy, my passion and my “non-pastor” real personness (not sure if you get that).  Everybody needs recovery of some type – would you agree?? (By the way, I don’t abuse this wife-supported hobby. I am NOT addicted to it).

My prayer – “God, my shepherd! I don’t need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quiet pools to drink from. True to your word, you let me catch my breath and send me in the right direction.” Psalm 23:1-3

Amen