Heaped Abuse

It was a long road that led to this post. Following my resignation from urban ministry in my twentieth year, an attorney, who in turns represented the Church or the Church leadership, heaped abuse on me. In point form, the insults would fill a whole A4 / foolscap page. I don't wish to repeat them here (at least, not today). I said to someone, two or three would have seemed quite adequate. OBSERVATION: It is nothing new, nor is it an uncommon tale in ministry. One finds it already in the Old Testament. But this was very hard for me, and for this reason it was all the more heart-warming to receive the welcome which I did on my recent visit to my old Church.