And their kids names as well.
No longer the case at Inglewood Church, and it can be a little disconcerting at times.
What do people expect of me as their Pastor, and what do I expect of myself. As we transition and grow, and the crowd gathers momentum, I can no longer act as I once did, and I knew that 12 months ago. But perhaps the past month or two has highlighted it.
I like to stand at the door after the service, and say goodbye to people, listen to what they are saying, and respond if a request for prayer or something else is needed.
Just working through what I need to do, if there is anything I need to change, or if its just a realisation. Either way, I know I come home from Sunday Church exhausted.