Last
Sunday, at Brian and Rina's church, September 23, 2013, I saw Pastor Neptali
pay tribute to Hector with a pastor certificate because Hector had recently
received his Pastor's License. I witnessed the power of love and the bonding of
three families when Pastor Neptali placed his hands on Hector and prayed for
him, and Hector passionately expressed his gratitude and appreciation in his
testimony. And when the testimonies and prayers ended, the three families
became one. They embraced each other and cried together. The tears seemed to
represent sorrow since the congregation will be broken, families divided and
they will be worshiping in different churches; yet at the same time, they were
full of joy and happiness since they knew that it is God’s will for Hector to
be the pastor for San Ysidro Nazarene Church. What touched me the most was how
much sincerity was put into the passing of the certificate and loving effect it
had on everyone. I couldn’t understand all the words used that day, but it
didn’t matter. I became part of the family and was hugged over and over by
everyone. Thursday, September 26, 2013
Pastor Hector
Last
Sunday, at Brian and Rina's church, September 23, 2013, I saw Pastor Neptali
pay tribute to Hector with a pastor certificate because Hector had recently
received his Pastor's License. I witnessed the power of love and the bonding of
three families when Pastor Neptali placed his hands on Hector and prayed for
him, and Hector passionately expressed his gratitude and appreciation in his
testimony. And when the testimonies and prayers ended, the three families
became one. They embraced each other and cried together. The tears seemed to
represent sorrow since the congregation will be broken, families divided and
they will be worshiping in different churches; yet at the same time, they were
full of joy and happiness since they knew that it is God’s will for Hector to
be the pastor for San Ysidro Nazarene Church. What touched me the most was how
much sincerity was put into the passing of the certificate and loving effect it
had on everyone. I couldn’t understand all the words used that day, but it
didn’t matter. I became part of the family and was hugged over and over by
everyone.
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