Monday, June 29, 2009

The Movers Cometh!

If yesterday was a mountain top experience then today I am definitely back down in the valley. The moving truck will be here in 33 more hours, Ohhh noooooo! I think that we are getting pretty close to being ready, but there are so many small details left that I am just not sure if I am going to remember to get them all done. I am a little bit like Santa Clause, I am making my list and checking it twice, but I am sure hoping that I don’t forget something important.

Tomorrow we are making a trip to Corydon to take the meat in our freezer and put it in the freezer down there. We are also taking the fish in the aquarium to Terri’s house until we can get our aquarium back up and going at the new house. Too many details and logistics to work out LOL

Tomorrow they are going to disconnect the cable TV and my Internet:( What am I going to do without being able to communicate with the world? Something tells me that I am going to find a few things to keep me busy until I can get settled into the new parsonage and figure out what I need to do to get back online. You don’t suppose that I would have to go back to dial-up do you? LOL

Keep us in your prayers the movers are going to be here soon!

Blessings

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Surely the presence of the Lord is in this place...

I don’t even know where to begin. These past few days at Annual Conference have been completely remarkable. The Worship services have been awesome, the lessons were both practical and inspirational. I have never heard the Bishop more on his game, (truly inspired) and the mission work on Saturday afternoon was a complete blessing. Then of course there is the little matter of the Service of Ordination and Commissioning this morning. All I can say about that is WOW! I can’t even begin to describe the feeling of the Bishop laying his hands on me. I could truly feel God’s presence.

The most memorable moment, however, was when the Bishop asked those people to come forward who had felt that they were being called into ministry. I watched as young people, old people and every age in between came forward to be prayed over as they sought to discern God’s call on their life. I had tears steaming down my cheeks as I watched the faces of these brave souls coming forth, not at all knowing why they were coming or what God had in store for them, only knowing that God had in some way forced them up out of their comfortable seat in the auditorium and compelled them to come forward and answer a call that they couldn’t possibly begin to understand.

This was so moving for me because I was one of those people just a few short years ago. I had just made the decision to enter the ministry. The only people on earth who knew of my decision were my Pastor and Karen, and it was my Pastor who had encouraged me to attend the Service of Ordination at Annual Conference.

Friday night during the Ordination Service, Bishop White began what I thought was going to be an alter call. I thought, how odd it was that he would do an alter call when most of these people were already leaders in the church. He then said that “right here this evening there are people among you who God is calling into ministry. I want you to come down now from your seats, come forward and we will pray with you about your decision.” I was frozen in my seat. I didn’t know what to do. He was talking to me. I knew he was talking directly to me.

I wanted to stand but I was afraid. “I’m not ready to tell anyone yet! I know that there are people here tonight who know me. What will they think? It’s not time yet!” All of these and a thousand more thoughts rushed through my mind in an instant. Tears welled up in my eyes, what should I do? What could I do? Suddenly, the debate was over as quickly as it started, I knew what I had to do. I leaned over to my Pastor and asked “Will you go with me?” He nodded and together we made the long walk to the front of the auditorium. I really don’t remember much of what happened after that. I do remember that it was then that I made a covenant with God, to go where God leads me, and to serve God for the rest of my life.

That night played a pivotal role in my decision to enter ministry and this morning all of those thoughts feelings and emotions came flooding back to me in an instant.

I will never forget that night nor will I ever forget the feelings of this morning as the Bishop put his hands on me. “Surely the presence of the Lord is in this place!”

Blessings

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Tomorrow is the big day...

Tomorrow is finally the big day that I have been waiting for. The Commissioning/Ordination service will be tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM. We have been told that we are to be in our places at 9:30 AM robed and ready. That actually sounds good, I should actually be able to sleep in a bit tomorrow:) That is very unusual for a Sunday.

Actually, it is after 10:30 PM and we just got back to our room after a very long but yet extremely rewarding day of conference that began before 7:00 this morning. We had a wonderful experience this afternoon when we went with our new District on a local mission here in the Muncie area. Our group went to a nursing home, while other groups painted, picked up trash, worked in food banks and a dozen other community projects. It was an awesome experience and it was an example of what we should be about as Christians.

Tonight was a worship celebration centered around our mission work for the day. It was one of the most memorable worship experiences I have ever had at Annual Conference. Even the Bishop seemed to be more emotional than usual.

I continue to cherish these very special days, endeavoring to savor every moment. Tomorrow will be very special!

Blessings

Friday, June 26, 2009

Mom Would Have Been Proud...


I must admit that the last few days have been rather momentous. They have been filled with exciting moments and significant milestones. Thursday night at Annual Conference I introduced myself at the Clergy Session to about 1000 clergy members from all over Indiana and a few minutes later the session voted that I should become a Provisional Member of Annual Conference. This has been such a long journey and it feels so rewarding now as I watch it unfold before me. In many ways it feels very surreal.

Then, this morning, I had the opportunity to usher for the first time at an Annual Conference. It really wasn’t much of a big deal, except for when I got to see my good friend Robin again, who was also ushering. But, just having the opportunity to participate in something as important as Annual Conference was a real honor to me.

This afternoon I was introduced to the entire Annual Conference. The auditorium was packed with close to 3000 people and it was exciting to hear my name announced and see my shining head up on the big screen :)

Tonight, however, was the highlight of the Conference so far, I was allowed to help distribute the Communion elements during the Memorial Service. As I mentioned before, I have never done anything at Annual Conference before, other than attend, but walking across the stage, taking Communion, and then helping to distribute the elements to so many people was definitely one of the highlights of my life.

I do want to share with you something that has been greatly on my mind here recently, but especially since I have been here at Annual Conference. I have been thinking that my Mom would have been so very proud of me these past few months, passing the Board of Ordained Ministry, completing Seminary and now preparing to be Commissioned as a Provisional Member of the Indiana Annual Conference of the United Methodist Church. I know that she was always proud of me, but I somehow think that these past few years as I have changed directions in my life, that she may have found great satisfaction in my decision. Since I have been here at Annual Conference, it is a little bit difficult to describe what I have been feeling, but I just have the sense that Mom is looking down with tears of joy in her eyes:)

Tomorrow and Sunday are going to be big days!

Blessings

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

I'm Definitely Not in Indiana Anymore... Oh Wait, Yes I Am! OH NO!!!!


Well, we have officially arrived at Annual Conference. The trip was uneventful except for the extremely heavy traffic. Once here, we found ourselves in what is either a brand new building or at the very least a newly remodeled one. The main dilemma that we have found is in the bathroom situation. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t really mean to complain, but let me share with you what I believe the situation to be. It appears that there is one bathroom for every 4-5 rooms which would mean that there is one bathroom for approximately every 8-10 people.

The bathroom itself consists of the main room (common area) with 2 sinks and then two individual rooms off the main room with a toilet and a shower. Ok, here is my dilemma. That means that this is a coed bathroom. Not a unisex, but coed. Here is the situation which scares me to death. Tomorrow morning I take my key, go down to the bathroom, open the door and standing inside at the sink is a half dressed woman.

So what do I do? Go on inside, go to the private room and go ahead and take my shower? Or follow my first impression and RUN!!!!!!!

Oh my! I may not sleep tonight! Maybe I should get up at 3 AM and take my shower to assure that there is no one in there, maybe I should just not take a shower or go to the bathroom at all for 4 days. Naaaaa that won’t work.

And just in case you were wondering, I explained the possible scenarios to Karen and she was about ready to head to a local Holiday Inn until I explained to her 1. There are absolutely no rooms in Muncie available and hasn’t been for months and 2. We don’t have any money for a room. Neither of these things seemed to deter Karen from telling me that the situation is my fault:)

Oh my goodness, this is going to be a long night as I ponder this dilemma. Karen decided that we would go down at the same time so that she could be in one shower and I could be in the other shower. I said that would be fine, but I didn’t explain that it wouldn’t help the situation of walking out of the shower and finding a half dressed man (in Karen’s case) or a half dressed woman (in my case) standing at the sink.

How on earth do the College kids handle this? I’m almost 50 years old and it has me totally bewildered. The kids probably don’t even care LOL

I’ll let you know how this all works out:)

Blessings
PS: I did a search for coed bathrooms and found the picture that I posted above. Karen thought that it was a bit risque, but then I explained to her that I agree and that she made my point exactly. What on earth am I going to do for the next 4 days????

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Count Down to Annual Conference!

We are really getting close to being finished packing. There is only one room left that isn’t all done and I bet that you can guess which room that is… Yes you guessed it, My office! It’s not that there is a lot left to do, but some of these things I am going to need up to the very last minute, well at least that’s what I keep telling myself:)

Tomorrow we have to deliver Odie up to Ben’s house by 8:30 AM and then I think that we will force ourselves to stop by Cracker Barrel on the way back home. (We think that it is important that we continue to help stimulate the local economy) And then it is back home to make the final preparations for Annual Conference. I am actually a little nervous about Conference this year. Prior to this year, I have never had any responsibilities at Annual Conference before. In the past, I showed up, and well, uhhh that was about it. This time I have to be voted on at the Clergy session, serve as an Usher at a couple of different sessions, show up at a training session and a rehearsal, get my picture taken, help serve Communion, and get a blood test. (An insurance thing) So I am going to be one busy guy it appears.

Karen is already making her preparations by making sure that the batteries are good in her MP3 player, checking to be sure that there are plenty of puzzles in her Word Search and looking forward to buying a new book at the Cokesbury Book Store. It sounds like she has a little different agenda than I do as I ponder all of those Constitutional Amendments that we will be voting on.

This time tomorrow night we will be safely tucked into our room up at Ball State University. I am looking forward to it:)

Blessings

Monday, June 22, 2009

Oh, By The Way...

Oh, did I mention that I am going to be Commissioned as a Provisional Member of Annual Conference on Sunday morning? With all of the excitement of graduation, meeting my new congregation, saying goodbye to my old congregations, moving, and starting the Residency in Ministry program, I almost forgot to mention that this Sunday is going to be one of the most important days of my life. I will process into the auditorium at Ball State University with the Bishop and all of those who are about to be Ordained and Commissioned and in front of what I expect to be a very large group of people. Maybe around 1000 or possibly more, the Bishop will commission me and consecrate the call that God has placed on my life.

This is a really big thing. Certainly not the final step, but I must admit that four years ago, I would have said that this moment was only a pipe dream, something that I couldn’t really have imagined happening. If you remember, I started this blog last year in August as a way to share with you what I was going through in this process of becoming an Elder in the United Methodist Church, and here I am, preparing for a step that down inside I wasn’t at all sure would ever happen.

The only thing I can tell you at this point is that I didn’t do it alone. God was with me every moment through this process and I know that God will continue to be with me.

We leave for Annual Conference on Wednesday at 1:00 PM so I am not sure that I will have many more opportunities to write until next Sunday when I return from Annual Conference. Then again, this is a college campus for heavens sake; wouldn’t you assume that they have internet access there? I sure hope so.

Keep me in your prayers on Sunday; it will be one of the most important days of my life!

Blessings

Sunday, June 21, 2009

A Day to Remember...

Today was a wonderful, memorable, affirming day. I knew that it was going to be difficult, but one of my pastor friends told me that I should look at today as a celebration, and it was with that attitude that I decided to approach my last Sunday.

I thought that it was a bit unusual when one of the community pastors showed up prior to our worship service, but I figured that he wanted to share with the congregation about our Community VBS starting tomorrow. But, when another pastor and then another came in, I knew that this was something special indeed. They had some very kind things to say about my ministry and then they presented me with a beautiful leather bound Bible which left me speechless.

The worship services went very well as we celebrated Fathers Day together. My final sermon was a combination of reflecting on our past ministry together and a charge to the congregation to be strong and have faith, challenging them to remember that God will never leave or forsake them.

The day only got better when Ben and Crystal and the Grandkids came back to the house to grill out steaks for Fathers Day, Thank-you Cana:)

One other surprise was left for me when I checked Ben’s Blog and read his thoughts about today. This has been a truly great day and I am feeling very blessed right now!

Oh, by the way, be sure to check out Ben’s Blog:)

http://bjhigdon.wordpress.com/

Blessings

Saturday, June 20, 2009

This moving stuff is harder than I remember...

I had forgotten how difficult this moving stuff is. Even though our house now more resembles a storage facility than a house, there is still so much to get done. It is good to know that we aren’t into serious crunch time yet, but we are getting very close. Admittedly, Karen is the much better and quicker packer than I am. I really only have the one responsibility in the house and that is my office, and yet after all of this time and effort, I still have soooo much to get done in here.

Today and tomorrow are key days for our efforts. We don’t want to go into next week with massive amounts of packing hanging over our heads because Wednesday we leave for Annual Conference and won’t return until Sunday afternoon sometime. After that, we have Monday and Tuesday to pack, which includes at least one trip to Corydon and back to get done before the movers arrive on Wednesday the 1st. And, I also need to get the bulletins done for Sunday the 5th because I certainly don’t want to be in the position of having to get the computer set up, figure out the new internet as well as prepare a sermon for my new churches all on Friday and Saturday. So, I guess I should get as much of that done ahead of time as possible.

Well, speaking of bulletins, I guess I should get working on the ones for this Sunday, I am afraid that they won’t produce themselves. Time to get to work:)

Blessings

Thursday, June 18, 2009

"Do you still have no faith?"

That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, "Let us go over to the other side." Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, "Teacher, don't you care if we drown?" He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, "Quiet! Be still!" Then the wind died down and it was completely calm. He said to his disciples, "Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?" (Mark 4:35-41)

I am frequently haunted by those words, “Do you still have no faith?” Each time I hear them, it is as if Jesus peers straight into my heart and knows the answer found there, and I must admit that sometimes I am not proud of what answer he finds. As I have been thinking about, pondering and working toward my upcoming move to Corydon, this question of faith seems to come up even more frequently. Where is it exactly that I have been putting my faith? Do I put my faith strictly in myself and my ability to deal with whatever the future holds for me? I think we all know that would be a big mistake. Do I place my faith in the Bishop and the Cabinet that they have made the right decision about my future, the future of my family and the future of my congregations? Well, at the risk of drawing the wrath of my superiors let me say that I put my trust in their decisions, but not necessarily my faith. My faith is in the one who calmed the wind and the sea, the one who healed the lame and brought sight to the blind. My faith is in the one who died on Calvary and on the third day was raised from the dead. My faith is in the one who I have tried to follow every step of my journey thus far.

As I have been trying to do my best to follow where Christ leads me, I was amazed to see how appropriate and timely this week’s lectionary scripture is to my current situation and to the situation that my churches find themselves in. If we truly have faith in the grace of Jesus Christ, then why are we afraid? I have no doubt that I have been faithful to my call so far, and I know that this next step, albeit a big one, is just one more in a very long sequence of challenging and difficult steps. 'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.”

Following where God leads is not an easy task. I have friends that are being led to serve in the Congo, I have friends that have just returned from the Holy Land, others that have just returned from Korea. I just returned myself in January from El Salvador. All God is asking from me now is to move 60 minutes away. Is that too much to ask? I don’t think so at all.

I think that what God is asking from me now is to show that I do indeed have faith, that I am willing to go where I am called and willing to serve where I am needed. Then “why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?" I hope that this time when Christ peers into my heart that he finds a heart that is ready and willing to go where he calls me and a mind that is excited to do the work that he has prepared for me.

Blessings

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Mourning the loss of an old friend...

I didn’t mention it yesterday, but we lost a dear member of our family. At 3:30 PM on June 16th 2009, the tow truck came and took our 1991 Blue Chevy Corsica to it’s final resting place. While this might seem like a trivial matter to you, I must tell you that anyone who knows our family will tell you that it was anything but a trivial issue.

We put over 250,000 miles on that car. Both kids learned to drive in it, both kids wrecked it and both kids nearly killed all of us in that car. In all of those years it always started very reliably, even in the sub zero days when we had too much junk in the garage to give it a warm place to spend the night. It didn’t seem to mind very much, but it did moan and groan a lot when the temperatures dropped below zero.

We had to replace the right quarter panel twice. Once because Ben hit a dog on a trip home from Illinois, and the second time when someone backed into it in a parking lot. We had to replace the alternator about 75 times, well perhaps that is an exaggeration, but that seemed to be it’s main weakness.

All in all, it was the most reliable car that we ever had and it will certainly be missed. When I came back into the house after watching the tow truck as it left the driveway and traveled out of sight, I found Karen sobbing in the living room, angry because I put our dear friend out of its misery. I did try to point out to her that she was the one who told me to call the tow truck, but she pointed out that I haven’t listened to her in 30 years, why did I have to choose that moment to start. I’m afraid that I didn’t have any way to answer that comment without getting deeper into trouble. (Sometimes it is best to simply keep your mouth shut.)

Today has been a better day. The pain of our loss has lessened, but we did strain to see if we could catch a glimpse of our old friend as we went past the junk yard, errr uhhh I mean the auto grave yard. I hope that you will keep our loss in your thoughts and prayers. With all of the transitions that we are in the middle of right now, this one seemed to be rather difficult:)

Blessings

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Gird Up Your Loins Man... (I love that line:)

I just returned from our Pre-Conference Briefing with the Bishop. I must admit that I really wasn’t looking forward to going. It required a trip up to Columbus, IN and it also took time away from packing the house up, which is, of course, an important priority right now. But I must admit that now that I have returned home, I am very happy that I attended. First of all it was good to see some dear friends like Colin that I don’t get to see very often, but, there was something else about tonight that I found very rewarding.

It wasn’t what was said, exactly, or even how it was said, but for some reason, I could feel a distinct sense of excitement about our upcoming Annual Conference and the work that awaits me in my new appointment. Now, this is not a normal sense for me, in fact usually I dread Annual Conference.

Am I for the first time beginning to get excited about the challenges that lie ahead for me? Am I beginning to move forward and starting to shift my focus to the new ministry at Corydon? I’m not sure what the answer is, but I will say that tonight I am beginning to feel a sense of excitement, where before I have felt sadness about leaving and slight anxiety about the work that lies ahead. I think tonight the Holy Spirit has begun to tell me to "gird up my loins," get ready to go, and get to work on the task that God has put before me!

Let me leave you with a scripture that has been on my mind tonight:

But you, gird up your loins; stand up and tell them everything that I command you. Do not break down before them, or I will break you before them. And I for my part have made you today a fortified city, an iron pillar, and a bronze wall, against the whole land -- against the kings of Judah, its princes, its priests, and the people of the land. They will fight against you; but they shall not prevail against you, for I am with you, says the LORD, to deliver you. (Jeremiah 1:17-19)

Sounds like a call to action!

Blessings

Sunday, June 14, 2009

So, What Do You Think?

Today was a truly special day. The morning began with a trip out to the Jackson-Washington State Forest in Brownstown for an outdoor worship service with Crothersville and Cana UM churches. I can’t believe how beautiful the day was. Even though it began with the threat of rain, by the time the service started, the sun had come out.

And, the food afterwards, Mmmmmm, that was great. I am certainly going to miss the excellent cooks that are in my two churches, but I have a sneaking suspicion that there are some pretty good cooks in Corydon as well:)

We are beginning to get down to crunch time. Karen and I have committed to finishing up packing the house by this Friday, even though we really have until next Wednesday before we leave for Annual Conference. We also have Monday and Tuesday the 29th and 30th as our ace in the hole days, just in case we need them for packing.

Next Sunday, Fathers Day, will be our last Sunday with my two churches. I have to admit that I am not looking forward to this service. I really haven’t made up my mind what way to go with my final sermon. I have never done a final sermon before. Do I take the easy way out and just do what I would normally do, and preach the sermon I would preach if I weren’t leaving. Do I address it in the Sermon at all? Do I spend time talking about the journey that we have traveled together? I certainly don’t want to make it about me at all, but on the otherhand, do I ignore the 300 lb Gorilla in the room?

All of you who are so good at giving me advice, I would appreciate your thoughts:)

Blessings!

Friday, June 12, 2009

I'm Waiting...


I really need to simply quit watching the news. It seems like all I ever do anymore is get completely disgusted, but yet, for some reason, I feel like I need to watch just to make some attempt to keep up with what is going on in the world.

Yesterday I caught a little bit about the most recent attack on Sarah Palin, more significantly on her 14 year old daughter. Now, first of all, in case you didn’t already know it, I happen to like Governor Palin. I like her for much the same reason that I like Vice President Joe Biden, because she shoots from the hip and she says what she means. Perhaps sometimes, like Joe Biden, she says things that might not come out exactly the way that she planned them, but at least they are her own true feelings, spoken in the moment and not what a speech writer or pollsters wants her to say.

This most recent attack came from David Letterman who “joked” on Tuesday night about Sara Palin’s recent visit to New York where she was working to raise money to help developmentally disabled people. While there, she and her family took in a baseball game at Yankee Stadium where Letterman joked, "There was one awkward moment during the seventh-inning stretch; her daughter was knocked up by Alex Rodriguez" (who is a Yankee player) and "The hardest part of her trip was keeping Elliott Spitzer (The Governor) away from her daughter."

I just don’t understand how we have degenerated so far as a nation. As you know, I have commented many times about the complete and totally disgusting way that we treat each other, especially the press and media. But, is there no one left to stand up for a 14 year old little girl. Oh yes, I heard the “apology” of David Letterman, who didn’t really apologize at all. Usually when someone apologizes we find the words, “I’m sorry” somewhere in the sentence. Well, I guess David Letterman doesn’t understand that simple rule of etiquette.

I watched with interest as the women on “ The View” got involved in the discussion and I thought that Barbra Walters did a magnificent job of condemning this “joke” and stating in unequivocal terms that the children of our politicians should be OFF LIMITS. But, of course, Joy Behar seemed to find nothing wrong with Letterman’s comments. Apparently she only finds these types of comments disgusting when they are said about people that she likes or agrees with. If they are said about someone that she doesn’t like, such as Sarah Palin, then she is totally fine with it.

I have said it before, and I will say it again, and I will keep saying it as long as I have breath. The dialog must change in this nation. It is NEVER alright to insult someone because you disagree with them, it is NEVER alright to call someone names because they believe differently than you do. It is NEVER alright to use sexism as a way to attack someone that you don’t agree with. It is NEVER alright to attack the 14 year old daughter of a politician, or anyone else for that matter. Oh yes, I heard the lame excuse used by Letterman that he wasn’t talking about the 14 year old daughter, he was actually talking about Bristol Pailn the 18 year old (who wasn’t even there) Wake up world! It is not acceptable to attack an 18 year old young girl in such a vulgar fashion either.

Once again, I wait for my feminist friends to stand up and condemn this blatant offensive sexist statement, as well as the other comments Letterman made, something about Palin and having a “slutty flight attendant look,” which I found to be sexist and demeaning not only to Pailin, but to ALL women. But, as usual, which I find very disappointing, feminists only seem to stand in outrage against sexism when it is directed at more liberal woman such as Hilary Clinton or Supreme Court nominee Sonia Sotomayor. I have been told recently by some of my very liberal friends, who I dearly love, that “All means All” and that inclusive means everyone. I personally believe this statement, and work very hard to live up to it, even though, admittedly, I sometimes fall short.

On the other hand, I am patiently waiting to hear the same type of honesty and outrage from my liberal friends, when something like David Letterman’s statement is made about a conservative as I hear when they are said about someone who is more liberal.

When the outrage is equal and fair then I will believe that we have made progress as a nation. I’m waiting!

Blessings

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Busy Day!

Today was one of those days that I wasn’t able to accomplish anything that I had planned, but I can say that it has still been a good day. We began the day with an emergency trip to the dentist with my daughter Terri. She has been having trouble with a tooth for a while now, and it finally reached a point where something had to be done. Three hours later, Terri left the dentists office with a mouth full of gauze and a prescription for pain medication. Poor Terri:(

This evening was our weekly Community Dinner which was, of course, excellent as always, and now we are just relaxing getting ready to watch a movie. I left out the part of the day where I answered those phone calls and put out all of those fires which always seem to inevitably pop up in the life of a pastor, but I am starting to get used to those. I wouldn’t know what to do if one or two of those didn’t show up in the course of a day.

Tomorrow I begin the process of packing up my office, although I am sure that there are a few other things that might take my attention away from such an exciting task. (Honestly, I am hoping for something else to come up, call me, I would rather do almost anything else)

Each day seems to bring with it something new and something challenging. This is as it should be!

Blessings

Monday, June 8, 2009

Highs and Lows...

These past few days have been filled with such great highs and lows. Our trip to the lake on Saturday was just wonderful. We had such a good time, and Ben and Crystal joined us with the kids and that made the day even more special. I kept my promise and took Mary fishing for the first time and she caught her first fish. I’m not totally sure, but I am afraid that it might have also been her last fish. She was pretty traumatized by the experience. I don’t think that she understood what a fish was, and then when this slimy creature came up out of the water, I think that she decided that this was no fun at all. Andrew, on the other hand, was incredibly intrigued by the whole situation. Perhaps I have found my fishing buddy!

For the whole story and a picture: http://bjhigdon.wordpress.com/

I also received word that one of the people that I spent time with at my Residency in Ministry retreat suffered a massive stroke and is fighting for her life. Her name is Michaelene Haysler and she serves a church very near to me. Please lift her, her husband George, her family and her congregation up in your prayers. The prognosis is not good.

Today we were also able to finalize some of the plans for our impending move. We have decided upon a moving company, and we now know that we will be moving from here on July 1st and moving into our new parsonage in Corydon on the 2nd of July. I have had some wonderful phone conversations with several members of Oak Grove and Fountain churches and I feel very blessed that we have been appointed to serve them.

But, with that being said, we realized today that we are leaving for Annual Conference in 16 days and we will really need to be ready to move before we leave. Today we spent most of the day in the garage, but now it is pretty much ready to go. Tomorrow will be spent in the shed, and then Wednesday we start on the house. I have to tell you that when it comes to moving, I have a secret weapon. Karen is an expert when it comes to packing up a house and even though we only have 16 days before Annual Conference, my guess is that Karen will only need about 10 of those days (or maybe less).

Keep us in your prayers as we prepare for this major transition. We can sure use them right now:)

Blessings:)

Saturday, June 6, 2009

I'm Really Going To Do It... Seriously!

I am finally going to do something today that I have been threatening for a long time. Today I am actually going to load up my kayak and head to the lake. I even went so far as to get my fishing license online last night. After I finished my sermon and the bulletins for Sunday, I went to the Indiana Department of Natural Resources, filled out their little form, paid the $17.00 (money well spent) and printed off my 2009 fishing license.

I remember when this process involved going to Walmart and standing there while some skinny cashier asked all of those critical questions such as, “How much do you weigh?” I really can’t imagine that a fish would care all that much, but for some reason it seems to be important. And speaking of useless information, I am really finding it hard to know what to answer when it asks for hair color. Speaking of embarrassing questions, I mean, when you don’t have much hair to begin with and what is there is a mixture between grey and some other color of graying, it is a little tough to answer accurately, and once again, do you really think that the fish care what color your hair is, I mean seriously?

Oh well, I think that these will be good questions for me to ponder today as I paddle around Hardy Lake trying to avoid the motor boats. Or, if I do happen to catch any fish, I will be sure to take notice if they seem to be preoccupied by how I look. You don’t suppose they will laugh at my hat do you?

Blessings
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Friday, June 5, 2009

Round and Round We Go...



I know that I have commented about this before, but I have to admit that I bounce back and forth between laughing and crying for my colleagues in ministry who also regularly make use of the new, high tech world of Facebook, Tweets and Twitters, blogs and a hundred other new high tech ways of communicating. The issue is not whether we as a pastor have a right to our personal views, because we certainly do. The issue is whether or not we should continue to pump those views out into cyberspace everyday for the world and more especially for our parishioners to read.

I personally don’t care what your views are on Gay marriage, Abortion, Democrats, Republicans, George Bush, Barrack Obama, torture, or any of a host of a thousand other divisive issues that we face today. However, while I personally may not care, I will tell you, with out a doubt, that your parishioners are very interested in your views. While some may strenuously agree with you, others may not, and dare I say, WILL NOT. And, if that person happens to be the chairman of your Pastor Parish Relations Committee you can find yourself moving way before your ministry is completed.

I think that one of the greatest disservices that my Seminary did was not emphasizing pastoral care enough. They did a remarkable job of beating the drum everyday on issues of social justice and saving the world, but they were incredibly weak in training the students in the art of diplomacy, tact and perhaps even common sense. I still remember a conversation at lunch time where a Bishop had encouraged a group of female students to join her at a protest at their Annual Conference for Reconciliation Ministries. While this may be a worthwhile cause, it is incredibly controversial within the church, and while someone who has achieved the level of Bishop may feel comfortable enough in their career and position to be seen protesting. The same could not be said for these young women who are at the beginning of the process of entering ministry. They were torn between not wanting to disappoint this Bishop and not wanting to do anything to jeopardize their career in ministry even before it had begun.

However, what I read on Facebook makes that situation pale in comparison. I once, very early in seminary, had a talk with my District Superintendent about a controversial issue within the church and he simply looked at me and asked, “Jim, am I a radical feminist, or am I conservative?” I thought for a moment and said, “I don’t know.” To which he replied, “and that is the way it should be in your ministry as well.”

Our job as pastors is to shepherd the entire flock. Some of them will be very liberal in their thinking, others will be very conservative. Some will be young, others will be old. Some will eat biscuits and gravy at Cracker Barrel for breakfast while others will eat bean sprouts. The point is that we simply can not allow our personal political views to get in the way of our ministry. Jesus reached out to all, to those who were oppressed, to those who were in power, he reached out to those who were in pain and to those who had inflicted the pain.

It is certainly our job to speak truth to power, it is our job to challenge injustice where we find it, and it is our duty to help those who are marginalized. But my friends you can’t do it when you yourself are marginalized by your own churches. You can’t make a difference if you don’t have a church to serve. It is very difficult to preach truth, peace and toleration when you have no congregation.

Perhaps some of you will find yourselves in large congregations that are social justice oriented, perhaps you will find yourself in a place where everyone agrees with you, but the reality is that most of you will be serving small rural conservative churches.

Those of you who were fortunate enough to have Dr. Withrow as a professor probably learned that it is much more important to ask the right questions in order to help the person that you are talking to arrive at the right answer, than it is to short circuit the process and simply tell them the right answer. (or at least right from your viewpoint) I owe Dr. Withrow a great debt of gratitude because she helped me to understand many areas that I had preconceived, embedded theologies and ideas. She didn’t help me to discover these areas by telling me I was wrong or that she was right, she did it by simply being willing to ask me the right questions to which, over time, (which is key) the light came on and I was able to understand what it was that she wanted me to see. I still didn’t always agree, but I was able to see the other perspective.

People! Quit posting the stuff (I had another choice of words) you do on Facebook! Next time you get the temptation to tell the world your views on some controversial issue, Resist the temptation! Love your people, ALL OF THEM! Ask them questions, lead them like a gentle shepherd and preach the Gospel and love of Jesus Christ. I think that you will be much more pleased with your results!

Blessings

PS: For those of you, who want an example of someone who uses Facebook very well in ministry, check out my buddy Charles W. Ferguson. Now that man knows how to preach, how to effectively use Facebook as a tool and at the same time, he doesn’t necessarily shy away from controversial topics, instead he invites dialog. Now isn’t that a radical concept!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Wednesday Night Community Dinners


I think that if you have been following my blog for any length of time, or if you happen to fall into the category of family, you know that I have a tendency to think way too much. Well, if I did so before, I assure you that this time of transition for me has provoked a great deal of thought and reflection on almost everything that has happened over the past few years. Which brings me to my subject for today, food, which of course is one of my favorite topics:)

However, I don’t want to talk about food in general, today I want to talk about our Wednesday Night Community Dinners at church. As I have reflected back over my time here in Crothersville, I think that this is the ministry that I am most proud of on a great many levels.

These dinners have been going strong for about 4 years now. They began on a suggestion of one of our parishioners after the tragic rape and murder of Kati Colman, one of our local young girls. The thought was to provide a place for the kids to come on Wednesday evening and while at the church, we would provide them, with a meal. Well, unfortunately the idea of the youth gathering completely fizzled, but what we found were many adults and senior citizens that enjoyed coming out, sitting and talking and enjoying a home cooked meal. Thus our Wednesday Night Community Dinner was born.

The funny thing that we found was that the church was remarkably blessed by our efforts. All of the food was donated and we found that most people paid a significantly greater amount than the $1.50/person or $5.00/family donation that was asked for. The church suddenly found an extra $700-1000 per month of revenue streaming into the church. What a blessing! I remember the first few months after I began my ministry here, receiving a call that the insurance for the church was due at the end of the month and there was no money to pay it. After we began our dinners, that account has never lacked for funds again. In addition, the dinners served as the inspiration to purchase our new Fellowship Hall, which was another source of pride as I reflect back on my years here in this community.

As a pastor, sometimes we initiate plans and programs only to watch as they disappear after you leave. However, I am confident that these Wednesday night dinners will continue for many years to come. First of all, because they were inspired from within the congregation, and driven by the parishioners, they go on very nicely whether I am there or away at Seminary as I have been for most of last year on Wednesday nights. And second, because I know that the people of the community really appreciate the ministry of the dinners and would miss them greatly if they disappeared.

After the tremendous tragedy that our little community suffered, I feel that theses dinners and our church has played a role in the healing. I believe that if we simply try to follow where God leads, we may be surprised at the work the Holy Spirit can do in healing a heartsick community.

Blessings

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

I Find Your Lack of Faith Disturbing...

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Ok, I found a new web site that is just too cool:)

http://www.entertonement.com/

Just think of all of the posibilities! If I only knew how to add this as a ringtone on my phone, life would be perfect:)
Blessings

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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The Process Continues…


Today we met with the movers for the first time. A very nice lady came to visit us from the Mayflower Moving Company, which is located in Madison, Indiana. It was interesting to watch as she walked through the house taking inventory of the furniture and boxes that have already started to find their way into stacks. In reality, the moving process in the United Methodist Church is rather fascinating. We are responsible to get two estimates, but then we aren’t obligated to go with the lowest one. So the Mayflower Co was here yesterday and tomorrow a company from down around Vincennes will be here. This was the company that moved Ron and Nancy last time.

So, amid all of the thoughts and planning for our upcoming move, the duties of ministry seems to continue to keep me busy as well. I spent a great deal of time yesterday morning on the phone planning for Annual Conference and working on church related issues and then yesterday afternoon, I made a trip to Columbus, IN to visit someone in the hospital. Life just seems to keep moving on, no mater how turbulent things seem to get.

I am still hoping for an opportunity to get my kayak out this year. It's funny that when things get stressful for me, my mind automaticly goes to wanting to spend time on the water. I have planned to do it, talked about it, and pondered it, but so far, this year, it hasn’t happened. I also owe my favorite Granddaughter her first fishing trip, so I need to (want to) do that very soon. We got her a Princess fishing pole for her birthday, and then over the weekend we saw a Spiderman fishing pole for Andrew. I bet that Spiderman fishing pole will find it's way into our shopping cart on our next trip to the Bass Pro Shop.

There is no doubt that this process of life just keeps going and going. It’s up to us to take the time along the way to thank God for the blessings given to us and to truly enjoy the journey! It is too priceless to simply let pass by.

Blessings