I wish someone could just tell me what to do for the rest of my life, and then hire me for that, and then pay me well.
I have the most amazing job.
This morning, I had breakfast with a pastor of a large congregation in Atlanta.
Lady Gaga burst out onto the stage at a show in 2010 saying, “ALL YOU FREAKS AND LITTLE MONSTERS, THIS IS FOR YOU!!!” The crowd went wild.
On my phone, an app counts the days till what I lightheartedly call “my six-month nap,” the best way, I believe, to embark on the next stage of my life: retirement.
After worship, a tween spent an hour with an octogenarian showing her how to set up her own Facebook account.
So what does a truly intergenerational — or some might call it pan-generational — church look like?
What do a recovering sinner, adventurer, crusader, and orphan have in common? All of them are members of your congregation.
Two posters hang in my office side by side.
Our confirmands are getting ready.