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Monthly Archives: December 2007

I thought she was joking when she told me she was a “motivated beginner” but there it was in black and white on the elementary school Christmas Band Concert program: Jingle Bells . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Motivated Beginners I’d listened to Jingle Bells, of course, over and over and over (and over)… Read More

The following is pretty personal . . . it’s one of those entries you probably don’t want to read if you like to think the pastor is all shiny and perfect.  But if you’re okay with the preacher as a human being, well, then, you might be okay reading this.  It’s comforting that I’m not the only one out there who struggles with this.  I know this time of year is hard… Read More

He could tell that I was green, green, green, and profoundly unsure of what I was doing that day, the Wednesday of my first week ever as a pastor. I could tell he was wondering what parallel universe he had entered to find himself sitting across the table from his new pastor-a woman fully 50 years younger than he was. He was guarded. And dubious. It was clear that anything approximating friendly… Read More

How predictable. For one entire calendar year I have visited my orthodontist with a level of commitment that rivals the church attendance of many modern church members. Why? Because I have been flossing my way toward the day when those metal gum-terrorists would be gone, forever, and I would, for the first time in my life, face the world with perfectly straight teeth. That day happened last Friday and, aside from the… Read More

This is the way I heard it: Our friend Carol was standing at the counter in her kitchen rolling out cookie dough for the hundreds of sugar cookies she’s baking for our church Christmas craft fair. Candy canes and stars, Christmas trees and angels-they quickly spread out over the counter as pan after pan came out of the oven. The word in the kitchen was: you can have ONE since the rest… Read More

Don’t you love it when you happen to pick up a book that lives with you for a few days, and almost like a fascinating stranger, invites you into a whole new world? I just finished reading one of those books that I loved so much I slowed down my pace toward the end wishing I would never have to turn the final page.  Please . . . take a look at… Read More