Tell me about your formers…

So… I’ve got a witty-sense-of-humor crush on Cole Harmonson, @PreMiddleAge. There. I said it.

And, upon recently reading her bio, I noticed two things:

1) She has only chosen to tell us what men have to say about her – even her nephew. She doesn’t include a single descriptive from the females in her life. (You know I’m gonna analyze that.)

2) She has a lot of former identifiers. ie: former congressional intern. (She is much more interesting than this particular former.)

So let’s share some “formers” today:

I’m a former Vidalia Sweet Onion telemarketer, former VW bug driver, former librarian, former parking lot painter, former personal assistant.

Ok. you’re turn.

Will you “hallelujah” with me today?

Day 9 as Director of Congregational Services for The Chapel:

So far, things have been exhilarating-challenging-exciting-scary-fun, as most “first few weeks on the job” go.

Except for one interesting note: The role was written for me to slide in on staff, so there’s no one to train me. I’m kinda just jumping in and figuring this out as I go. And, would you believe? I think I might just know how to do this stuff.

Yeah, the ministry position fits all my gifts and passion areas. But I couldn’t assume that I’d automatically know how to do all of it. I wasn’t sure if I’d know how to hold a worship service together from a Tech Booth filled with men older and more tech savvy than me. And I wasn’t sure if I’d know how to coordinate and schedule a half-dozen worship leaders and their few dozen musicians. And I wasn’t sure if I’d know how to work with a service planning team of five people. And… And……

But, as I learn the role – and as I continue to jump in over my head – I realize that I can actually swim. And I’m loving it.

This church is amazing, but more on that later.

For now, I want to invite you to join me in a Hallelujah. My voice isn’t loud enough to express just how thankful I am.

A Perfect Fit.

Last spring, my incredible husband was approached by a favorite pastor of ours, to talk about our plans after seminary. We’d both worked with Jay a few years ago. He plucked both of us out of college and positioned us as interns in an amazing community-wide youth ministry in south east Georgia. Jay is the type of leader that not only sees who you are, but also sees who you can be. And he works to develop the God-given talents and abilities that are packed inside your soul.

And, so, we worked with Jay for quite a while – cutting our ministry teeth under his leadership. Until he started a church plant in Brunswick, GA.

Six years later, that church is a thriving community of believers, many of whom are amazing friends of mine that stretch past a small group of my best girlfriends in the area, past my youth ministry days, into my old college campus ministry, and all the way back to my middle school days in my home-town youth group. Oh the souls I already love so much! They are energetic, passionate, and absolutely devoted to what God is doing in their church. This is a unique and inspiring Body of Christ.

Yesterday, the leaders at the church announced that Drew and I would join The Chapel as the Teaching Pastor and Director of Congregational Services.

Drew will be working under Jay, to plan and teach on Sundays, as well as dreaming “big-picture” dreams about the future of The Chapel. He will also work with the leadership team, to grow and equip others.

And then there’s MY dream ministry position! I will mainly work alongside the umpteen worship leaders, musicians, techies, greeters, and muscles of The Chapel, to coordinate the well-oiled machine that is The Chapel’s Sunday services. I will also have my hand in the various media aspects of the church: website, twitter [grin], newsletter, live online service broadcasting, etc. Oh, and I think some bookkeeping is involved somewhere as well!

And here we are, giddy with excitement, eager to soak up the energy and passion of this church, and ready to serve alongside these faithful followers!

I.

Can’t.

Wait.

Back when I was a telemarketer

When I was in high school, I worked for large farm in S.E. Georgia, with a pretty decent sized mail/phone-order business. They would mainly sell Vidalia Sweet Onions, but shipped out other stuff as well: cakes, jams, cookbooks, chocolates, pies, cookies, etc.

I took orders by phone. I would occasionally call people up whenever we had a surplus of perishable items, and ask if they wanted to buy another one. (I realized at a very young age that I wasn’t cut-out for telemarketing.)

I once spoke to Frank Sinatra’s personal chef. Richard Simmons also called every year to order a Christmas gift for his mom. I never got to talk to him, though. We never knew who would call next.

I spent my time taking people’s contact info and credit card numbers.

All.

Day.

Long.

Anyway, here’s something I’ll never forget about the job:

  • Visas start with 4
  • Mastercards start with 5
  • Discover cards start with 6. (Mostly 6011_
  • American Express starts with 37

Go ahead. Check.

What’s something random you’ve learned from a job, that you’ll never forget?