Thursday Three For All: Campus Pastors vs. Church Planters, Reasons to Read, Chick-fil-A Brawl
It’s Thursday, kiddies: the day when I roll out a few things I’ve been reading over the past week. Three of ‘em, to be exact. Enjoy. (Remember: click on the big bold print to read the entire article.)
(via Tammy Kelley, HT @tonymorganlive) This is a topic I don’t think we give nearly enough attention to. Tammy just scratches the surface…what other differences would you point out?
I recently accepted the role as Director of Mission Harvest at Harvest Bible Chapel here in the Chicagoland area. One of my responsibilities is coordinating recruitment, selection and training for pastors who want to be equipped to plant churches at our training center. So after years of working in the trenches of multisite— on church staff teams and consulting, as well as recruiting and hiring Campus Pastors — I am now in the trenches of church planting.
The candidates selected to be trained as Church Planting Pastors will be distinctively different from those I have recruited and helped hire in the past as Campus Pastors.
If you lead a multisite church and you’re trying to identify future Campus Pastors, you need to understand these differences or you may end up planting a church by accident. Likewise, if your mission is church planting, you will better set up new plants to succeed if you get this role right.
I have always been an avid reader, but over the last few years, I’ve become much more intentional and ambitious in my reading. In 2015, I set my first challenging reading goal: to read fifty-two books in one year. By the time the year was done, the total was seventy-six.
I still read at least one book every week. Many people ask me, “Why read so many books?” My answer: It’s a key part of my leadership strategy. As Charlie “Tremendous” Jones said, “You will be the same person in five years as you are today, except for the people you meet and the books you read.”
(HT @jacobfranks15) This is udderly ridiculous, but it was only a matter of time until someone got their feathers ruffled.
photo credit: Jason Mathis