Pastor Bill was struggling. His...
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Pastor Bill was struggling. His organist had been a poor musician but now that she had quit he had no musician at all. The supply of organists was tight. It could be months before he could count on having good musical accompaniment in worship.
The following week the church doorbell rang. At the door was a stocky man who spoke with a thick, Polish accent. "Can you tell me where Church of the Master is located?" he asked.
Pastor Bill gave him directions and asked him why he was looking for Church of the Master.
"I saw an ad that they were looking for an organist," said the man.
"So are we," replied the pastor. But he visited with the man, listened to his story of emigrating from Poland, gave him directions and wished him well.
The next day the doorbell rang and again the man was there.
"I know you are looking for an organist," the man said in his thick accent. "I went to the other church and they offered me the organist job. But you were so nice to me that I decided that I would like to play here."
And so the man, who went by the name George, came to share that he had been the director of opera programming for Radio Poland before coming to the United States. Pastor Bill and the congregation enjoyed the leadership of perhaps the finest organist in the city. For Pastor Bill it was a sign of blessing. God does send you what and who you need to do his work.
The following week the church doorbell rang. At the door was a stocky man who spoke with a thick, Polish accent. "Can you tell me where Church of the Master is located?" he asked.
Pastor Bill gave him directions and asked him why he was looking for Church of the Master.
"I saw an ad that they were looking for an organist," said the man.
"So are we," replied the pastor. But he visited with the man, listened to his story of emigrating from Poland, gave him directions and wished him well.
The next day the doorbell rang and again the man was there.
"I know you are looking for an organist," the man said in his thick accent. "I went to the other church and they offered me the organist job. But you were so nice to me that I decided that I would like to play here."
And so the man, who went by the name George, came to share that he had been the director of opera programming for Radio Poland before coming to the United States. Pastor Bill and the congregation enjoyed the leadership of perhaps the finest organist in the city. For Pastor Bill it was a sign of blessing. God does send you what and who you need to do his work.
