Jesus was a name I heard the adults talking and whispering about around town. People couldn’t stop talking about the healing and teaching that Jesus was doing around our community. So, I was excited when my mom told me we were going to follow and see Jesus for ourselves. Packing my things quickly for this adventure, we joined the multitudes to search for this man called Jesus. Once we found him on this mountain, I took advantage of my size as I weaved in and out of the crowd towards the front so I could hear Jesus’ words for myself. He was teaching his close friends but what I overheard was amazing. I had never heard anything like it: “Blessed are the poor in spirit…those who mourn…the meek…those who hunger and thirst for righteousness…the merciful…the pure in heart…the peacemakers.” He promised the Kingdom of Heaven, comfort, being filled, receiving mercy, and seeing God because we are children of God. How could this be? It seemed lik
"Getting out of town" has always been a favorite activity of mine. I've had unique opportunities to travel around the country and the world throughout my life. So being an ordained United Methodist Pastor and "traveling" to different contexts, interacting with a variety of people, and hearing their stories throughout my life only brings excitement. This blog works to share my thoughts about life and ministry as a young clergy serving at Hyde Park Community UMC in Cincinnati, Ohio.