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Reverend Bartender

I learned a lot about ministry while I was bartending. People have NEEDS, okay! Ha!

They NEED their cheeseburger medium-rare with no cheese, side Bleu cheese crumbles, no sauces, side mayo, extra pickles, okay! They NEED their martini filthy dirty, with extra olives on the side. Just drink the olive juice out the carton, why don't you?!
They NEED their fries extra crispy or their salad finely chopped or their world will come tumbling down, shattering into a million pieces.
Oh yes! I learned a lot about ministry while bartending. I learned how to plaster a smile on my weary face so that I'd get a good tip from Rick Ross (he left me $100 one time). I learned how to put up with vindictive managers who hated their jobs and, thus, took it out on us. I learned how to eat one meal a day in between a 14 hour shift. I learned how to carry 3 hot plates with 16oz bone-in prime ribs on them without dropping them, AND to dodge rowdy, undisciplined kids who were sprinting around the restau…
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She Is Not Broken

I wish I could tell
every woman who's holding
bottled-up tears
to stop apologizing for her emotions.We are human. And we are whole.
We are woman. And we are not broken
because we cry so heavy
or laugh so loud.We are not broken
because we have emotions--
because we dare to express our
emotions--
Because we've made the choice
to feel.I wish I could tell
every woman who's silencing her wail
and putting makeup on her weariness
to let it out!--
to scream to the top of her lungs
and let the world know that
She is not broken,
like a cracked porcelain doll,
but that she is BOLD!I am not broken,
I'm bold!I am not broken,
I'm bold!I am a not broken!I
Am
Bold!

Let It Go

It's Not Me, It's You

When people continually misinterpret your loving actions for hurtful actions, you have to take a step back, breathe, and realize that you are not speaking the same language, and that it's not all your fault.I recently wished someone well, told them I loved them and that I was praying for them. They told me that I was basically telling them to "f**k off." Huh?
Where'd ya get that from.That's been happening a lot lately. When misinterpretation happens, I always evaluate myself first. But I'm tired of beating myself up over the fact that my spirit-language unnerves you. I will no longer punch myself for being able to be the bigger person, yet having that misconstrued as aggressive behavior or hostile language. At some point, we have to take a deep breath, step back, and say, "it's not me, it's you."

I Will Live

I can't keep letting people kill me.Every wound, every fracture, and every puncture feels like the end.At some point, we have to take responsibility for the ways in which we allow some people to injure us, over and over and over and over again. We deserve better. We deserve more.Tonight, I've decided that amidst the tears and the wailing and the palpitations and the bruising, I WILL LIVE. I will live. I deserve to live.

Am I Your Youth Pastor? ☠️

I'm figuring out what works for me in ministry and what doesn't-- what I'm called to and what I'm not (at the moment). People are so quick to throw the "Under 35" crop of ministers into Children's or Youth ministry. They want us to be Youth Pastors sooooo bad. Let me tell y'all something: Youth ministry is a very specific calling, okay!

You got to know that it's where God is calling you because it's a very specific and intricate line of work. You are caring for the souls of 3-year olds on up. The wide age range is taxing and forces you to embrace a plethora of modes of explicating the theology of whatever place you're working in. It is not for the faint of heart and you will not be in worship service much (at many churches). You'll need to develop a spiritual life outside of Sunday mornings because the work is too demanding for you to actually be able to worship during that time.
I'm at a place on my (short) ministerial career whe…

Ministry Things...

I. I sometimes feel as if I've mistepped--as if I've offended someone or embarrassed myself. I'm constantly working through that as someone new to ministry, but also as someone who has a strong idea of what they desire and the will to stand my ground. II. I try my best to be open to the newness of this divine assignment and all that it comes with; yet, I'm also trying to embrace all the parts of myself that I've laid aside for this calling.III. I'm trying to figure out a way to live all of my dreams. I feel like I'm failing at this. It is painful. IV. I wonder, often, if I'm making the right decisions in my personal life--if I'm being intentional enough about my desires and if I'm honoring my body's visceral reactions to things that bring me joy and things that cause distress. I feel as if I have a grip on this, professional, but am struggling with this on a more intimate level.V. In terms of preaching, I'm trying to embrace this newfoun…

Hey Mama!

Hey mama, πŸ‘ΈπŸΎ
I want to scream so loud for you πŸ—£️
'Cause I'm so proud of you, πŸ€—
Let me tell you what I'm about to do
I know I act a fool, πŸ™„  but
I promise you I'm almost done with school 🀞🏾
I appreciate what you allowed for me,
I just want you to be proud of me 😘