Many years ago, I was preparing to move back to USA after moving to Scotland to further my pastoral education and experience. I’m a California native and we planned to move home. The first church I pastored was there. My young daughter was born there. We still owned a house in California. I thought of my desire to live there as smart thinking.
My denomination required that I fill out a standard application form. I also filled out more detailed application forms to receive interviews of churches where I might serve. I thought that indicating I might be open to some alternate post was generous, so I said I would at least consider a posting in any state except Oklahoma or Texas.
After completing and mailing the forms, a good friend said he knew of an exciting opening in a church in Tulsa, so my first interview opportunity, as a favor to a friend, was in Oklahoma. I was positive we’d never serve there.
My wife and I fell in love with the congregation and I new we should accept the call.
My daughter, just 10 years old, who was counting on moving home (I thought), said, “I could live there.”
I retired from this church four years ago, after more than 32 years of service. My 10 year old is now a physician in a Tulsa area hospital. She met her wonderful husband at this church. My wife became a professor at ORU. Coming to Oklahoma was one of the best things that ever happened to me.
I believe that God’s guidance is real.
Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him, and he will act. Psalm 37:5