I’m an assistant pastor at Grace Bible Church in Winston Salem, NC. I’ve been married for 14 years and I have five children. My writing here reflects my calling as a husband, father, and pastor.
As with my marriage and parenting, my pastoral work came with a learning curve. I initially understood pastoral work to look something like the life of a monk- hidden away for the labors of reading, writing, and preaching. I wasn’t prepared for the need to become a generalist, a practitioner of the everyday. Greek grammar and old books (as important as they are) need to be coupled with small talk, prayer, and life together with the congregation.
Pastors are more like shepherds than church CEOs. This blog reflects my
effort to be an observer- to ask how we’re handling ordinary life and
finding ourselves being formed into the people God intends us to be. Many of us
complain today that our mental lives are distracted and shapeless. I’m writing
here to pause, to observe, and to pay attention to how we’re making our
way through the Babylon that is our American culture.
I’m learning that the pastoral calling is often a haphazard and messy process. Eugene Peterson once shared an anecdote about William Faulkner in his memoir, The Pastor:
William Faulkner was once asked how he went about writing a book. His answer: “It’s like building a chicken coop in a high wind. You grab any board or shingle flying by or loose on the ground and nail it down fast.”
Like becoming a pastor.
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