foolish vigor

While I might be young, I’m also a bit daring. I have found myself in recent events at the front of the room instead of the back. Maybe it is my naiveity, but even standing at the front or on a committee, I wonder where the hope has gone. I wonder where the risk has

R.E.S.P.E.C.T.

The world we live in today has radically changed. The people in the world have changed. And we haven’t quite figured out what that means… yet. At the risk of sounding like an old, worn out, cranky person, I can’t figure out what is wrong with kids these days. That’s at least where this post

Come Out the Wilderness

As we started this journey of Lent yesterday with Matthew, we entered the place of wilderness and watched as Jesus wrestled verbally with the devil.  It was a rich dialogue of temptation and power and scripture… with some magical teleportation thrown in there for good measure.  But as Keith Mcilwain reminds us, the devil is

the world is my parish

Bishop Trimble recently reminded a group of young clergy that we are not appointed to congregations… we are appointed to communities. It was something I had not really considered before he made that statement… and it was a refreshing thought. In many ways, I had assumed that my ministry was both in my church and in

its not an 8-5 job…

For the past month and a half…  probably actually since before Christmas… my schedule has been chaotic. You are told things when you start out in ministry about how pastors sometimes work 80+ hour weeks and how you are on-call 24/7 and how your life just might get sucked up into a vortex of ministry.

jaded?

At a clergy event on Monday, a colleague of mine and I sat near the back.  We are very good listeners… but sometimes a little snarky.  Sitting that far back, we can pass comments quietly to one another without disturbing everyone else =)  Really, we are trying to be good participants! In both that event and