Holy Week invites us into a story of betrayal, abandonment, mockery, violence, and ultimately death. So, it makes sense then that there a natural tendency to want to rush from the pain of Good Friday to the celebration of Easter Sunday. Instead, we are invited on this day to sit in the sacred space of instead of Holy Saturday. Not only is it a sacred space, it is a wild place because of the unknown as it lingers between the suffering and death of Jesus on Friday and the resurrection of Easter Sunday. Holy Saturday is a reminder of the human conditions and is an invitation to let go of things or people, identities or securities and then wonder what will rise up out of the ashes of our lives. Anytime we find ourselves in pain, grief, sorrow, or suffering there is the haunting question, “Will I ever experience joy again?” Our lives are full of Holy Saturday experiences. So, before we rush to resurrection we must fully dwell in the space of in between. The liminal place of re
"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.