Back when I was deciding whether to seek ordination or not, I wrestled with the fear that being a pastor would place a barrier between me and others.
I had noticed that many of my friends and acquaintances had reacted poorly to the news I was attending divinity school. Many thought it odd and not especially worthwhile. Like many today, they couldn’t quite understand why I would commit to such a thing. Christianity, after all, was on the ropes, and being a pastor a dead-end proposition.
Indeed, over the years I’ve officiated at any number of weddings. More often than not the young people treat me as if I’m a Martian or something, an odd creature whose life-sensibilities are mysterious if not just plain weird.
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