Tag: Red-Letter Days

  • With Gratitude for Five Years as a Pastor

    The five-year anniversary of my ordination as a Minister of the Word and Sacrament, or Teaching Elder, in the Presbyterian Church (USA) was yesterday. I’ve been a pastor for five years now. It barely seems possible. Not just that it’s been five years, but that I’m a pastor at all. It’s something I wanted to…

  • Kristen & Dave, Chapter 1 – An Intro

    I love telling stories. I especially love telling true stories about love and such… but I’m not sure how to begin this one. I’m not sure how much backstory my readers will tolerate… but I’ll try to keep it entertaining. Some people say their fiction is personal; all stories are personal. Some say their stories…

  • Fear Not

    It’s been a while since I last blogged about fear. Quite a while. The place was packed. I’d never seen this many people at Union Church, even close to Christmas. There were extra seats and everything, and even the extra seats were being filled – every single one. A few minutes after I arrived, they…

  • Statue?

    Joseph Garlington once told the story of an Asian woman looking for a house. Everywhere the realtor took her, she would look around and say, “Nice house. No statue.” The realtor, thinking she was a devout catholic, took her to houses with statues of the Virgin Mary, statues of St. Joseph, and every other statue…

  • Thief in the Night – I’m supposed to be here.

    Oh my word. I was just doing a google search to see if anyone had made a music video for Rich Mullins’ song called “Thief in the Night” when I made a discovery that let me know that God is in what I’m doing here. See, how this whole thing started was like this: I…

  • You’ve gotta be kidding me (or) I don’t WANT to survive, Otto! I wanna LIVE!!

    This is ridiculous. I really… yeah. This is just crazy. The past 3 days have been a crazy blur of activity, inactivity, activity, and insanity. And I still don’t know quite what’s going on. I guess I’ll start with Monday. Monday, August 17, 2009 I called the place I was gonna rent an apartment from.…

  • Goodbye, Ordinary (or) Finding Home

    Hey guys! Thank you SO much for your prayers! I’ve got a line on the first floor of this house in Greensburg that they’ll let me rent for three months, and I can move in this weekend! I keep thinking I need to get this out, so here goes: I feel like I’m waving goodbye…

  • Huge Prayer Request

    Most facebook notes are about 25 things about me. Most are outdated. Most are posted because I wasn’t doing anything else and I had to make it seem like something was happening. Just bein’ honest. This one, however, is a little different. It’s a little crazy. In fact, it’s absurd. But it’s happening. And I…