One perk of coming to Christ later in life (I was 30) is the fact that you have no previous religious affiliation or loyalties. No baggage. You just find a place to "fit".
One perk of belonging to a non-denominational church for the last 13 or so years, is that you know you can be comfortable anywhere the Gospel is being preached and Jesus is proclaimed as Lord.
So it is with some sadness that Mark and I are saying goodbye to a Pastor we love. He is not one of the pastors at our home church, but he is 'family' to us.
Ron is a Brethren Pastor that has loved Mark's family for many, many years; first, through his father, Ron Sr. and now, through his own careful, kind, Christ-centered ministry.
We know it is time for him to go. We just wish it wasn't. We know God will lead him to his next holy assignment. We will trust that it is all part of His plan. Staying in touch through cyber-space will have to do for now.
Who knows? Maybe our mansions will be next door to each other in Heaven (this is not necessarily a Biblically-sound statement, but it doesn't stop me from wishing it. And anyway, I think God finds me amusing).