Each night at dinner, we prayed for specific things. We didn’t really know anyone beyond a few people or have anything, so we needed God to figure out everything. Our big prayer was for a building. God did a miracle. The first time I saw our church plant home was with our youngest son. He’d just finished baseball practice one night, and we drove by to see it. He said he felt like it was God’s will for us to have that building, so he took off his ball cap, raised his hand and standing out front in the dark he asked the Lord to give it to us.
God answered my little buddy’s prayer, and in a crazy God story, we got a church building. It was a fifty-year-old church that needed a lot of work, so my kids put on work gloves and spent the hot Arizona summer doing demolition to renovate an old church building. I came downstairs early one Saturday and sitting on the couch were our sons wearing gloves and prepared to go to work. I asked them what they were doing up so early, and they said they were my associate pastors ready to go to work for the day. I smiled and choked back tears. There is nothing more encouraging than seeing the Spirit at work in your family. There is nothing better than serving the Lord with your family.
Before long, other families joined us at our work projects. We are not a perfect family, and like all kids and parents, we work through our stuff. But it has been one of the great joys of my life to see the Spirit at work in our kids and to be able to serve the Lord together in ministry.