Pastor Rich                               My Story of Church Conflict

When I finally resigned the church I was a broken man.  I blamed God, myself, and those men who I felt had attacked me.  The first Sunday back in my home town of South Bend, Indiana,  I attended church in the pew rather than the pulpit for the first time in ten years.  I was devastated and almost left in the middle of the service.  My head was still spinning with all the angry words that were still fresh in my mind.  Part of me wanted to pastor again, but then there was that other side that was bitter, wounded, and broken.  I didn't have the strength or desire to pastor a church again but even in torment I still felt the call of God on my life.
                                                                                     
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