why they call it cemetery

For as long as I can remember people talking about seminary I can always remember it being called “cemetery.” The joke is always that this is where pastors go to kill their faith.

I am now in my 2nd semester at Huntington’s Grad School. The classes are fantastic but I am still greatly saddened by two things that are “missing” from my first 2 classes so far.

1. 40 hours. This is how many class hours I’ve spent without even a reading from God’s Word. We talk a lot “about the Bible” and church stuff without actually tearing into God’s Word. It has saddened me nearly to tears.
2. 40 Hours. This is how many class hours I’ve attended without spending more than 10 seconds in prayer at a time. Actually, I have prayed more with profs and students over food than we have over each other and our ministries! It has weakened me to the point of tears.

I’m not giving up. I’m not checking out. I’m not mad. But I do want to institute change. We should not be teaching God’s people about ministry without looking to the only authority that matters… God’s Word.