Rev. Catherine Fluck Price
My Call to Ministry

The summer after my sophomore year in college I was invited to be a bridesmaid in my roommate’s wedding in New Hope, North Carolina. After the rehearsal dinner, I slipped out of the fellowship hall into the darkness of what I soon determined was the narthex of their very tiny sanctuary. Not knowing anyone else in the bridal party and finding sanctuary, I slipped into the back pew to spend some time in prayer. Prayer time in the back row of my home church was usually a place of comfort and solace for me, but there I felt uncomfortable and restless and urged to get up. I moved to the middle pew and began again to pray. But again I felt restless, uncomfortable and pulled to move forward.  I moved to the front row. Perhaps closer to the altar was where God was pulling me. But again, I was just agitated and uncomfortable. I thought that God must want me on my knees, so I moved to the altar rail and knelt down to pray. But yet again, after a few moments I felt restless and pulled to get up. As I followed this nudging, I tiptoed to stand behind the pulpit.  It was not a place where I had ever stood before or could imagine desiring to be, yet as I stepped behind the pulpit and placed by arms on its edges, I felt this tremendous sense of peace come over me. Without a doubt, I was sure that that was where God wanted me to be.

I stood there for just a moment trying to take it all in. And then with a feeling of terror, I ran out of that small sanctuary. I went to a Sunday school classroom to look for a Bible. Surely, God would lead me to passages about women not having authority over men or women being silent in church…anything to get me off the hook because I had no desire to be a preacher. Although I couldn’t find a Bible, I did find a Gospel Parallel and was led to a passage that said, “The harvest is plentiful and the laborers are few, ask therefore the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into that Harvest.” I felt that God was clearly calling to me to preach and calling me to be one of those laborers.
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