this is no longer my blog

So last night I led worship by myself. I wasn't too nervous, I mean because it was only one service and several months ago I was in charge of worship the entire weekend. So one service would be fine. And minus one little slip when I was doing part of the liturgy, things went well. I got several good comments about my sermon, which is always nice.
Now there is this gentleman in his late 50's early 60's who I really, really like. He's always giving me a hard time, but always very supportive. On his way out of the sanctuary he told me that I did a really good job, then when he was about a couple feet away he turned to the woman next to him and said, "He did a great job. He always does a good job! I could see him starting his own church someday."
Now, I wanted to thank him for the compliment, then grab his shoulders and shake him and yell, "Never EVER say that again! EVER!"
Because, while being a mission start pastor would be kind of cool and adventurous, I do not believe that I possess near enough of any of the gifts needed to be successful.
Plus, just thinking of being a mission start pastor makes me wet myself a little.