A Routine Self-Evaluation That Does Not Happen Often Enough

I spent this holiday season staying at school instead of going home. So over winter break here at seminary, while nearly everyone else was gone, I spent a lot of time with just myself. And this gave me some considerable time to do some long-overdue self-reflection.

I had the opportunity to just sit myself down and say, “Self, what is going on with you these days?”—Although, for me personally it was more like: “Self, how is that career discernment thing going?” A part of me still has no clue exactly what I will be doing with my life when I am done with my time here. However, that has not stopped me from spending a good deal of time getting prepared for my Field Education next year (think of it as an internship I get credit for).

More recently, my bouts of self-reflection have come up once again during my courses for this semester. I am currently taking an Educational Psychology course and a Neuroscience course—that is right, you are not wrong…I am still attending seminary—so I have been inclined to do some of my own personal childhood development reflections from when I was a kid. Personally, I actually find all of this science/sociology stuff to be absolutely fascinating, and in many ways applicable to ministry.

A Very Grateful Thanksgiving

With Thanksgiving break just around the corner, I finally get the opportunity to relax from all the usual stresses of being a seminary student and take some time—FINALLY—to write another blog post. And in the typical Thanksgiving fashion, I want to take the time to reflect on what I am thankful for.

The past three months (my-goodness, has it really been that long already?!) of my first semester at Princeton Theological Seminary has been a roller coaster of a trip. It hardly seems like that long ago I was packing my car as a new college graduate to drive off for the next chapter of my life in New Jersey! But yet, here I am.

Musing on CPMC Annual Meeting

Not too long ago the Central Plains Mennonite Conference (CPMC)—which my church is a member congregation of—held its Annual Meeting. This was actually my fourth time in attendance to the delegate sessions, although this was my first time not actually being a delegate but simply a guest.

Attending Annual Meeting is always one of the most enjoyable parts of my summer. I like it because I always seem to leave feeling like I am a part of something bigger. This year, in particular, saw the end to a long and painful saga as St. Paul Mennonite Fellowship finally withdrew their membership from CPMC and instead joined the Central District Conference (CDC) of MennoniteChurch USA.

Preaching To The Choir...Almost...

I am always surprised when I come home how much opposition I DON’T get for being gay. If you read my previous post, “Land I Cannot Love,” you may have gotten the impression that this is an awful place to live as an openly gay man. But the truth is, it is not as bad as you or I would assume.

Now maybe I am just special because I actually do  try to juggle my faith with my sexual orientation. Is it possible that my continued interest in religion—more than most I might add—in an area of the country that is highly religious gives me some leeway that I would not have been given otherwise? It seems odd for that to be the case, because most of the opposition gay people get comes from religious people…and it is not like this is a religiously liberal area of the country either.