Have we not come to such an impasse in the modern world that we must love our enemies – or else? The chain reaction of evil – hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars – must be broken, or else we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation.
Martin Luther King, Jr., 1963
Yesterday I spoke in 3 services at The Place in Wickenburg, Arizona. It’d been a long time since I’d done that… it was really fun.
And it was fun to be reminded that I like that and I’m not bad at it.
The fact is that I don’t get a lot of requests to teach on Sunday morning. I only have one more booked for the rest of 2014.
There’s a very simple reason for that: When you get known as a person who is a subject matter expert on a specific topic, you basically get typecast and only ever asked to talk about that one thing.
- Maybe it’s because I’m a dad of a 12 year old girl?
- Maybe it’s because I was raised by a hard-working single mom?
- Maybe it’s because I’m married to an amazing woman?
- Or maybe it’s a secret agenda I have to meddle with the way things have always worked for the stupid, psychotic sake of dreaming about what might be possible in the future?
I read every bio of every new person who follows one of my Twitter accounts.
It amazes me how common it is for church leaders to use symbolic, flowery language to describe who they are or what they do.
You could just say “I’m the youth pastor at First Baptist.”
Why does it have to be “I lead others to follow the One in The Way He has lead me.”
We live in a trust society that has some trust issues with the church. We need the good people to be more direct about who they are to help people see that there are a lot more normal people leading churches than there are quacks.
Don’t beat around the bush… Don’t use flowery language or make people surf around to find out more.
It’s like the “I’ve got a smoking hot wife” thing, using a lot of flowery language to describe yourself seems to project an insecurity.
Just be direct, folks. Be proud of who you are and what you do.
It’s been a long week.
The kids went back to school. And while I know I’m supposed to celebrate this with relief that those kids are finally out of my hair, the truth is I’d rather have them home. And the transition from having them home over break to getting back into the routine of shuttling people around causes stress.