As we laid Phyllis, my paternal grandmother, to rest Dec. 11, 2019, I looked around and saw my family trying to piece themselves together. It was an intense funeral, the kind that comes after an unexpected loss; the kind where…
I’m a pastoral resident, and my senior pastor is leaving
I assumed I misheard her due to the loud A/C unit in my office. “What?” “I’m being called to another church, Caleb.” As the fall air finally cools down a scorching Midwest summer, I still wonder if this memory is…