A Hammer in the Pulpit

A Hammer in the Pulpit

It was late November of 2024 when I found it. While decorating the United Church of Lincoln for the Advent and Christmas season, I reached down into the pulpit, a place where thousands of sermons had been preached over many years. I found a hammer at rest on a shelf—a...
When Sunday Demands More Than A Smile

When Sunday Demands More Than A Smile

I am not so daft as to be unaware of how people think of me. I understand my unconventionalness draws attention. The latest example came while sitting with a couple of long-time church members. Somewhere around the one-hour mark, a set of eyes set upon me, looked me...
Pews, Punk, and Preaching: Lessons from a Gothy Pulpit

Pews, Punk, and Preaching: Lessons from a Gothy Pulpit

There are a few truths for a minister in congregational life: A bedside visitation will do more for you than a three-point sermon. If you encounter the demonic, it will likely come from a copy machine or a choir member. A casserole dish is more useful than a stole....
Preaching Together Might Heal Us

Preaching Together Might Heal Us

On a recent Sunday, I confessed to my suburban Washington, D.C. congregation something I had never done before in nearly 20 years of preaching and pastoring: I scrapped the previously written sermon and started over on Saturday night. Sure, I have altered sermons the...