I tried as a pastor to never have a routine standardised approach to people. However there were some routes I found myself using to help a person arrive at self awareness as to where a wound they carried might come from. Here is one of them:
Me: “On a scale if 1 to 10, where 1 means ‘no value’ and 10 means ‘of immeasurable worth’ what do you think a new born baby is worth?”
More than 9 times out of 10, the answer given without a moment’s hesitation was ’10.’
Me: “If the baby had this or that colour of skin, was born in or out of wedlock, was healthy or had a disability?”
Me: “What are you worth?”
The answer was rarely 10. Often the response was a person’s eyes would look anywhere but at me. Silence or tears would flow…
Me: “So, what happened? Where did things go wrong?”
Well, it is 4 am. Just woken up feeling bright and bushy tailed as I fell asleep earlier than usual last night! I asked the Lord for a word that would sustain the weary and felt led to share all of this.
Perhaps it will be useful to you. Perhaps it will be useful in helping someone you may meet this day. Don’t overuse it, there is no ‘one size fits all’ tool for pastoring.
By the way, occasionally a person here and there stumbled over knowing whether a new life was worth anything at all….
Anyway, feeling bushy tailed is passing. Job done. Back to sleep..I hope…zzzz…..or maybe not… the thought of a Caffeine explosion via a Colombian Coffee tasted and enjoyed in the company of God in the quiet early hours is very appealing to all my senses of body, soul and spirit! Sheer indulgence. Luxury.