I cannot escape pregnancy these days. As blogger Traci Bianchi reminds us: The Christmas story is dripping with estrogen. And not only that… but the Advent story as well. As we wait for the coming of Christ once again, we are pregnant with hope and anticipation… we hear rumors of wars and feel the earth…
Ministry in Heels
life as a young adult pastor
running low on the compassion reserves
One of the reasons I have been avoiding blogging lately is because I have a lot of things I would love to write about, but I can’t. A couple are topics and discussions that are confidential on a professional level. Some are just things that hit too close to home for myself and I’m not willing/able…
Why I’m not blogging right now…
A) Life at the church hit the ground running in mid September and hasn’t stopped since then. B) When I’m not at church, I’m desperately trying to spend more time with my husband and family. Sometimes with little success, but I’m trying. C) T.V. shows are back on… and I have some crocheting projects that…
the world is my parish…
There is this saying sometimes about Methodists… that we’ll marry and bury anyone. And in my little town, I guess that is true. Most of the weddings that I have officated in these past three years have not been church members. Most of the funerals I have presided over have not been church members. I…
Being Honest about Weakness
Like any one of the rest of us, I have been blessed with particular gifts. I’m lucky enough to have answered a calling that uses those gifts almost every single day. I’m grateful for the opportunities that I have to serve and to put the skills God gave me to use. But like any one…
Farmer’s Daughter
A couple of weeks ago, I headed on a whirlwhind roadtrip to Kansas with my parents and my little brother. DJ has just accepted an engineering position way down there, so we went south to check things out. It has been quite a while since I have been able to spend that much time with…
tea and danish
I’ve blogged before about how church visitation makes my skin crawl. It gets me all weirded out for no good reason at all. It is one of two places that my “introverted” side really shines through – the other being the sheer exhaustion that comes over me when I finally get back home after a…
upside down and inside out
Today, my brain stopped working. I was standing at the graveside for a funeral going over the so familiar liturgy and every minute or two, I just flubbed up my words. The epitome of my exhaustion came when we got to the Lord’s Prayer and I forgot a line. But because it was at the…