Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on […]
My name is Brian. I’m a recovering pastor. And this is my confession. Yes, I’ve been a pastor before. I’ve even quit “for good” twice. I want to confess something to you that many “professional” clergy know, but hesitate to admit. Source: Pexels Confession of a Recovering Pastor Why do we not enjoy admitting this? Many individual […]
Tommy actually ordered one of those hats. Yes, that hat! The hat with absolutely no style. You know the one. The one in bright red that has a meaningless political slogan on it. Except, Tommy’s hat is in camo. Yes, a camouflage political hat. And he’s pretty damn proud of it, as he says.
Billy was a teen in our church youth group in Nashville. He seemed a happy-go-lucky sort of guy. Sure, we knew there was some trouble within the home, but it never seemed to bother him. To this day I remember his perpetual smile. The same smile that would be forever gone the day he took a shotgun to his face and blew his own brains out.
For the first 28 years of my life, grace was just a beautiful old melody we sang about Sunday after Sunday. But in my daily life, grace was nowhere to be found. When my friend Brian Niece asked me what it would be like to reimagine grace, I knew we were about to have a powerful and important conversation.