With Praise for Your Pastor
Your pastor is a friend of God
(of course that's nothing new.)
But did you know how very much
your pastor cares for you?
Your pastor often contemplates
the ways you bless his life,
how you affirm his children,
how much you love his wife.
You make his job less stressful
as you follow where he leads
through the pasture of his preaching
(where there's rarely any weeds).
Your pastor needs your friendship,
your patience and your prayers -
for no one knows a shepherd's plight,
his heartache and his cares.
God bless you as you try to show
in varied sundry ways
how much he means on Sundays
and all the other days.
Copyright 2003 by Greg Asimakoupoulos, Napierville, IL (USA).
Used by permission.
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An Unsung Heroine
It's good we sing his praises.
Our pastor's really great.
But songs that voice our gratitude
should celebrate his mate.
She often goes unnoticed.
She serves behind the scenes
or quietly attends to those
who've lost sight of their dreams.
She spends most nights without him
while he's out making calls.
And in his stead she cares for kids
by playing trucks and dolls.
She comforts our dear pastor
when he's prone to despair.
When he's sick in bed with fever,
it's she who gives him care.
When our shepherd's judged unfairly,
his wife is whom he needs.
She reminds him of his calling
as his heart breaks and bleeds.
She deserves some recognition.
Perhaps a little fame.
Please don't call her "Mrs. Pastor."
This person has a name.
Copyright 2004 by Greg Asimakoupoulos.
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A Shepherd's Tribute
Your pastor's called to guard God's flock
so you won't go astray.
That's why he spends the time it takes
to study, preach and pray.
He clears a path so you can keep
in step with where he leads.
He's mindful of your nourishment.
He lifts you when you bleed.
Your shepherd also seeks the lost
in search of lambs God loves.
He knows the fold is big enough
for those born from above.
He has a staff on which to lean.
Your shepherd knows it's wise
to share the load of leading you
toward a heavenly prize.
Still, pastors' Christ-like servanthood
so often goes unsung.
So why not share how much yours means
with paper, pen and tongue?
Copyright 2003 by Greg Asimakoupoulos, Napierville, IL (USA).
Used by permission.
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The Shepherd's Staff
Because there's more than one can do,
most shepherds need a staff
to lean on when they need advice
and when they need to laugh.
The staff supports the one who guides
the way the flock should go.
They give their best behind the scenes
when few (if any) know.
The staff can nudge the wayward back
or reach to free the trapped.
So many times it is the staff
who give funds to the strapped.
The staff is held responsible
for filling cracks and holes.
They help their shepherds lead the flock
by implementing goals.
So in this month of saying thanks
to those who are ordained,
be sure to honor all of those
who serve in Jesus' Name.
Copyright 2003 by Greg Asimakoupoulos, Napierville, IL (USA).
Used by permission.
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A Man for All Seasons
A pastor's work is never done.
There're sermons to prepare.
There are calls to make
and folks to see in dire need of care.
He spends time with the leadership
to shape the church's goals.
But he is just as comfortable
with ex-cons on parole.
He's at the bedside of the sick.
He's at his daughter's game.
He eulogizes those who've died.
He knows his flock by name.
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He comforts widows in their grief.
He counsels single dads.
He hangs with kids to understand
their pressures, dreams and fads.
He mentors men who've lost their jobs.
He marries grooms and brides.
For those confused who need to talk,
in him they can confide.
He calms the staff when they are stressed.
He prays at Rotary.
He seeks out those he knows are new
in his community.
And yet in spite of all he does,
you won't hear him complain.
He's energized by all the ways
he serves in Jesus' Name.
Copyright 2004 by Greg Asimakoupoulos
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Memories of My First Pastor
When I contemplate the people God has used to touch my life,
I'm reminded of a gray-haired man and his sweet quiet wife.
Each Sunday he would stand to pray and then begin to preach.
And though he wasn't eloquent, I loved his halting speech.
He opened up the Bible as he made those stories live.
I still can smell the loaves and fish that boy was prone to give.
He'd shake hands with the grown-ups after church when they would go.
And he would call us kids by name and say "You're great, you know!"
Some nights he'd show up at our house for coffee and to talk.
Or sometimes he would phone to share a need within the flock.
Though not a theologian with a long list of degrees,
my pastor grew in wisdom as he spent time on his knees.
He could comfort folks at funerals and at weddings he would cry.
When he counseled those in trouble, he would listen, nod and sigh.
I learned from that dear man of God that faith is clearly caught
when those who see the truth lived out can trust what they are taught.
As I look back my heart is filled with gratitude and joy
for one who led our little church when I was just a boy.
That godly man and his dear wife have long since passed away.
But since they led me to the Lord, I'll see them both some day.
Copyright 2004 by Greg Asimakoupoulos
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