Thursday, December 01, 2016

Chapel Talk at CRTS


On being a pastor: some reflections

November 21, 2016
George van Popta
CRTS

Reading: Psalm 40.

I was ordained as a pastor 29 years ago. It seems a moment ago. In the Lord’s providence my ministry was cut short due to declining health. But I can only offer thanks to the Lord for his goodness and kindness in allowing me to serve in the pastoral ministry for 29 years. Over the years and across a number of congregations I was allowed to intersect the lives of many of God’s people. And that’s a privilege.

The pastoral ministry is a unique vocation. This morning I would like to offer a few personal reflections and seven words of advice (the seven are not necessarily in the order of importance).

Let me say first of all that though I don’t know what miry bog David was speaking about in Psalm 40:2, I know that the Lord graciously drew me out of a miry bog and set my feet upon a rock, one that is secure. That verse reads: “He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.” The Rock is our Lord Jesus Christ.

My teenaged years were less than well spent. I will spare you the details, but let me only say that I was not living close to the Lord. Though I hardly missed a church service, my religion was pro forma and by rote. I did not have a close relationship with the Lord.

Sunday by Sunday I sat under excellent preaching, but I heard hardly a word. The pastor of my youth is known as having been an outstanding preacher among Canadian Reformed preachers, but his silvery voice only lulled me to sleep. I say that to my shame.

In the Lord’s providence a young preacher came by several times a year on the local pulpit rotation. He preached so earnestly and with such conviction that I finally awoke and realized that what the men in the pulpit had to say was actually quite important. It was life-changing for me and set me on the pathway to the ministry. There were a few hiccups along the way, all of my own fault, but the Lord began to pave the way. Once he had set my feet upon the Rock, my steps were secure. He gave me a wonderful woman to be my wife, and shortly after we were married I began my academic career.

After four years at a university for my BA I landed here at CRTS--or rather, at the Queen Street incarnation of CRTS in the lower city. It was at CRTS that I became ill and I remember with fondness and gratitude how my professors, to a man, all encouraged me not to give up but to carry on with my studies.

I was ordained before the excellent provisions of internships and mentorships. In that day we were walked to the end of the pier and given a little push. Let me hasten to add that all manner of unofficial mentorships were informally arranged between us young guys and older colleagues. For me the Rev. Hans Mulder was always just a phone call away and he gave me much valuable advice especially during my first years.

1. That would be my first word of advice: have contact with an older and experienced colleague. Speak regularly with him about the facets of the ministry, and about your joys and struggle. You receive an incredible education. In addition to the high academic standards that prevail here, students at CRTS are trained and taught by men who themselves have been in the pastoral ministry. They, themselves, have experienced the full range of all the highs and lows of our vocation. Seminarians who are trained by former pastors are uniquely blessed. But in addition to that, once you are on your own pastoral turf, seek a Paul/Timothy type of relationship with an older and well seasoned colleague.

2. Value your elders. I was so blessed as to have excellent elders in my first congregation--in fact, I did in all of them. But I remember with great fondness my first elders. I remember the first home visit that I led. We were going to visit two couples that evening, an elderly one and a young recently married couple. The elder gave me the choice of which visit to lead. I chose the young couple as I thought that would be the easier visit. Was I wrong! Every question I asked was met with a mono-syllabic answer, and after about 10 minutes my mouth felt like it was stuffed with cotton. The kindly elder rescued me. Blessed are you if you are received into a circle of good elders.

My second word of advice: greatly appreciate your first elders. Not only the first, but especially the first.

3. My third word of advice is to foster contact with colleagues. In my last congregation, Jubilee Ottawa (which was both my first and my last congregations), I met every six weeks or so with a number of colleagues for breakfast and prayer. Ottawa may be the capital city of Canada, but there is not much of a confessional Reformed witness in that part of Canada. To my knowledge there are only two confessional Reformed churches between Bowmanville and Ottawa: one in Kingston and one in Brockville. I got together regularly with men from a half dozen different and small NAPARC churches, from upstate NY and Eastern Ontario, for prayer. This was invaluable, and I encourage all of you wherever you end up to foster that. A few colleagues and I here in Hamilton have begun meeting monthly for prayer, and it is a blessing.

4. Fourth word of advice is to pace yourself. Ensure that you are active, not busy. I think that there is a difference between being active and being busy.

On the one hand, being active means that you are consciously thinking of what to do, how to do it, when to do it, and why. One who is active is in control of things. He knows what he is doing and why he is doing it. And he is productive.

On the other hand, one who is busy is controlled by the many things there are to do. A busy person is the victim of his calendar and the many things on it while an active person  is in control of his agenda. A busy person runs around trying to get things done, and he does a bit here and a bit there producing little. An active person focuses on the task at hand and is more productive than the busy person.

Be active; not busy. As I look back on my ministry I know there were times that I was busy. I was overwhelmed by things. There is so much to do in the ministry: sermons, catechism lessons, visits, committee (local and federation). There is no end to the demands on one’s time. If you find that you are just busy and a victim of your agenda, it will be time to take a step back and, give up a few things, and learn to say “No.” I had to learn that. At one point  I was the solo pastor of a congregation of 600 souls. In addition to the preaching and two full evenings of catechism for covenant youth and new members, there were endless visits that needed doing, young couples to help prepare for marriage, and much too much committee work. My wise consistory told me to give some of it up. There are many capable people in the congregation and federation and you can say “No” to things and let another do it. It will get done. The great thing about giving up a good chunk of your work is that you can give up what you don’t really like doing and say, “My consistory told me I had to give it up.”

5. A fifth word of advice: If you have some extra time to make one more visit, visit the person that you do not really feel like visiting. Some people are very pleasant to visit, and might even be a friend; other people are not very pleasant, or even somewhat difficult. If you have a bit of extra time, visit that latter person.

6. Stay humble. There is no room for pridefulness and conceit in the ministry of Jesus. Make the Lord your trust. Psalm 40:4 says, “Blessed is the man who makes the LORD his trust, who does not turn to the proud and go astray after a lie!”

That counts for all of us today: Whether you are part of the faculty, the staff, or the student body, or retired, make the LORD your trust. For the students, today you need to make the LORD your trust, and you will need to do so when you are in the ministry. Do not turn away to pride nor follow the lie. A minister has a central place in the midst of the congregation. It is easy to become prideful and to start listening to the liar, the deceiver. Satan’s fall was due to pride and he became the liar. Don’t go there. Don’t go the way of pride, the way of the great liar. Rather, go the way of humility following Jesus who humbled himself and gave us an example for us to follow.

7. The last word of advice: worship. You will be the worship leader. Do not forget to worship. During the Sunday services when God’s people are gathered for worship, ensure that you are in their midst. Even as you are in the pulpit and do most of the talking, ensure that you are a brother amidst the children of God worshiping our LORD. It is worship that centres us, refreshes us, and invigorates us.

There are many other things we could talk about: marriage, family, personal devotions, having a good novel on the go at all times, hobby, physical exercise, diet, but then I’d be speaking far too  long. Please accept these reflections and words of advice, and may the Lord bless you all. Know that if you make the LORD your trust, you will be blessed.

Thank you!


Wednesday, November 30, 2016

New blog...

I have created a new blog for my 24 sonnets based on Solomon's Song of Songs. You can find it here.

Friday, November 11, 2016

Remembrance Day

Today we remember the fallen, who gave their lives that we may live in freedom. I am remembering my paternal grandfather who died while others lived, loved, and were loved.

Here is a brief repost from eight years ago.

Friday, September 16, 2016

Retired

As of August 31, 2016, I am retired due to health reasons. The disease Multiple Sclerosis has been my daily companion since at least December of 1983. Despite it, the Lord called me to the Ministry of the Word and Sacraments in September 1987, and I was allowed to serve in that capacity for 29 years. I am very thankful to my God for his goodness and kindness. I started my ministry in Jubilee Ottawa, continued it in Taber, Alta., then in Ancaster, Ont., and concluded it at Jubilee Ottawa. I am thankful that the bond begun with Jubilee in 1987, and interrupted for 16 years, will continue until the Lord returns, and beyond that.

More properly, my status now is "minister emeritus." That means that I may continue to serve the Lord and his people at pulpit, font, and table, but without the pleasant but heavy burden of a full time teaching and pastoral ministry.

I will miss my congregation, but I know that my Lord Jesus will give me everything I need. I also know that he will give Jubilee Ottawa a new minister at his time. He is only good all the time.

Below are a few pictures taken by parishioners as I was preaching my farewell sermon.

Preaching on 2 John 4-6
I look scarier than I am.
Farewell, Jubilee! Thank you for everything. I will always love you. May God bless you forever!

Tuesday, August 02, 2016

Covenant blessings

My parents were married on September 18th, 1947. When my mother was expecting her first child she made a baptismal gown from fabric of her wedding dress. My eldest sister, Joanna, was dressed in it when she was baptized in 1948, as were the following five children, I being the last in 1958. At some point our family lost track of the gown. It was hanging in the closet of someone belonging to our tribe, but it was forgotten. My mother sewed six baptismal gowns for each of her children when they were expecting their first baby, and many of the grandchildren were dressed in these gowns for their baptisms.

Recently, the original gown showed up! Yesterday it was used again for the first time since my baptism 58 years ago. Isaiah Smith, my great-nephew, grandson of Joanna, my eldest sister, and the newest baby of our tribe, was baptized wearing the gown. As his parents belong to my congregation, I had the honour of administering the baptism.

Of course, the most important thing was that the sign and seal of God's covenant promises were confirmed to Isaiah, but that he was wearing the gown that I had worn, that his grandmother had worn, and that his great-grandmother, my mother, had fashioned from her wedding dress, added a special element to it all.
Baptism of Isaiah Smith, July 31, 2016 at Jubilee Church, Ottawa