I ran across this little story about Wyneken, the founder of CTS and the second president of synod, not too long ago and it made my heart happy:
When the settlers, who had already gotten to know him, saw him approaching from afar, they greeted him joyfully, congregated about him, and listened desirously to his comprehensible, heartfelt, lively sermon. Time permitting, several hours were also dedicated to conversation. He knew how to talk brilliantly, to old and young, men and women, about cows and pigs, about corn and potatoes, and yet always knew how to spice up his language. He associated with the people in the most simple and jovial manner, however, always remaining the pastor. He was therefore a very welcomed pastor, for whose coming they yearned, toward whom their eyes shone, toward whom their arms were held out.
I mean, when’s the last time you heard somebody talk like THAT about their pastor?
These are the things I wonder about.