Remember when Jesus struggled in the Garden, the issue was whether or not to go to the cross and die on it for His people, or turn from it and continue to live if there was another way to bring about salvation for His people. He was seeking the Father's will, but on a human level, was hoping for some other possibility. Remember His words... “O My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from Me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as You will.”
He was looking for another alternative to the cross, but not at the expense of the Father's will being carried out. From a human standpoint this is what any of us would do when faced with a path God wants us to travel, but does not make sense to our limited minds and fallen desires. The difference is with Christ, His desires and mind were not fallen and He willingly laid down His life for His sheep.
In hindsight, that is the small glimpse I got of the garden last night as I went before the Session (governing board) of our church to offer my resignation. Only, I was not nearly as composed as Christ. Quite frankly, I was scared. I was filled with fear about what the path that God has given me to travel. To resign from my post as pastor, to give up my desires and dreams of seeing this church turn a corner, to give up on my dreams of being "successful" (whatever THAT means) , to walk away from a job in this economy, was making no sense to me whatsoever at that moment. I was looking for, struggling for, begging for, some form of alternative to resigning. I did not want to say those words, "I'm resigning as pastor of Grace Presbyterian Church."
I finally had to leave the room just to compose myself... and pray and mourn. I'm not trying to be over dramatic, but that is what happened. I could not bring myself to say those words. When I came back into the room with the rest of the elders, and my lovely bride who accompanied me, somehow I found the courage to do what I knew I had to do. The real turning point came when one of the elders said that we had two options, option A, that I would resign and we would travel down that road, or option B, to stay and slug it out. He laid it out in front of me, and as much as I wanted to scream "B!" I knew it was "A."
With all the questions still running through my mind, I knew that God wanted me to resign. That was best for my family and the church. I needed to move on as much as they needed me to. It was a hard place to be, but it seems to be God's will for my life at this point.
Don't get me wrong. I know that God brought me here to pastor this church for the time that I have been here. I cannot explain that to many of you, but it is true. The same is true about my resignation. I know that it's the direction God would have me travel. Given the option of staying, made the choice clear. I needed to resign and allow the LORD to take me down whatever path is before us.
While men are faulty and prone to wander, He is faithful. Knowing that, I can press on and do what is best for this congregation and my family. This was very similar to the decision Jesus had before Him in the garden. While the two situations differ in degree, they are similar. God is calling me to walk a path that is will be very difficult, just as His Son did for His children. Christ did what was best for the people of God, and I'm trying to do what is best for this congregation and my family. May He be glorified through it all.





