Welcome!

You may be wondering: “Why ‘Pasturescott‘?”

Cute story.

I served for 17 wonderful years with a beautiful fellowship of folk in the western suburbs of Atlanta. it was during those pastoral years I lovingly earned the nickname, “Pasture.”

You have to remember, we were in the deep South, so when little children ambled up to me in my wheelchair and said “Pastor Scott” it sounded more like, well, you know…

So, “Pasturescott” it is.

You’ll read more about me in my other page on this blog, “My Story” but the condensed version is I was paralyzed from a fall in 1981. I was a 21-year-old college student with little prospect for the future but I quickly saw how God could use my disability as a platform to encourage his body. Especially those who are hurting and feel as if God was somehow lost to them in their mess.

Though I stepped aside as pastor of my flock in 2009, I’m still very much active in ministry doing weddings and funerals, some preaching, counseling, and mentoring/discipling those who are hungry to grow in their faith. You know, pastor stuff.

Alongside me, and always in my heart, is my beloved wife of 38 years, Sandy. God blessed us with a little boy named Graham, whom we adopted when he was but a day old, and we enjoyed his place in our hearts for 24 years. We still grieve his passing, but grieve in hope. You can read more about him in several articles I’ve written. Just put “Graham” in the search box and you’ll find them.

Thank you for looking me up on this blog or stumbling across my writing, as the case may be. I pray you will find many things in these posts that bring you encouragement and blessed hope.

Come, grace with me.

Scott Mitchell