how many pastors does it take

After sitting in the lobby of the car place (not it's real name) while someone with skills and good old fashioned know-how exchanged bad oil for good, it was time to lace up the boots.

I was headed to the Clergy Build Day with Habitat For Humanity.

If you're not familiar with HFH, you should be (more info about that later).

I drive to the site, thinking about how good I should be able to be at this since, as a former youth pastor, I have helped at least 4 times in my life with construction projects. Granted half of those were in another country where if it stands when you are done, cool.
In spite of my lack of experience with construction, I think I impressed them with my cool Danner boots.
They looked good with my shorts.

So, out of all the clergy invited, five of us showed up.
And in true church-type form, we had pizza.

Once the niceties were through and the we were fueled up with Round Table, we hit it. (pun intended)

I suppose there are a number of stories that could be elaborated upon (someone kept sharing their silent-but-deadly's, no one had any tools and when they told us what to get and where to get it, we had to ask what they were talking about, etc...) but I will only share one - and that one is simply a question...

How may pastors does it take to frame a small wall?

My answer, and it comes from at least one day's experience, is 5 pastors and 90 minutes.
Framing is more difficult than it appears, and keeping those nails going in the wood correctly is a hand-eye thing not learned turning the pages of a Bible. After hammering wood together, we were told that was wrong - oops - so we hammered it apart, ruining some of the wood along the way - then we finally finished it.
When all was done, it was really done by the HFH folk either doing it as we stood there holding the wood, or them standing over us as we almost break other stuff.
Basically, we followed them around carrying hammers and a weird rectangle pencil. They gave us a bumper sticker and a key chain.
As I headed for Starbucks it struck me how cool today really was - and I began to think about how more pastors should be out of the office, swinging a hammer, digging a ditch, eating donated Round Table, working up a good sweaty stink, and.....

I probably could have thought of more things to write but I had to order my beverage and get back to the office = there was 'real' ministry that needed to get done.


Interested in HFH? read on:
Habitat for Humanity International is a nonprofit, ecumenical Christian housing ministry. HFHI seeks to eliminate poverty housing and homelessness from the world, and to make decent shelter a matter of conscience and action.

Habitat invites people of all backgrounds, races and religions to build houses together in partnership with families in need.
Habitat has built more than 250,000 houses around the world, providing more than 1 million people in more than 3,000 communities with safe, decent, affordable shelter.

www.habitat.org

Right on.

It is awesome

a thought on its way.

My life is killer - and I mean that in the best way possible.
>I am married to an amazing woman (who happens to be beautiful).
>I have two sons who are incredible young men already - each in their very own and distinct
ways.
>My daughter has me so tightly wrapped around her finger that I will only pull her loose tooth out if she gives me the go ahead.
(And to be totally honest - I would rather hang out with them than anyone else. Let's say I had a chance to go surf the maldives and I could take anyone I wanted = my family. Then maybe a few buddies, and Tom Curren - I think we would have some really good conversations.)
>My job is to build relationships with people and connect with opportunities to serve and love the City - and then bring the two together.
>I live in a place my kids love (schools included). (I'm the field trip dad)
>I get to play the drums, drink coffee with folks of all kinds, surf with no crowds (COLD water) and .......
I could go on and on, but I won't.
Any way, here's the point:

I don't have much of anything to say,

and sometimes I grossly over-simplify things (even though I think I am waxing poetically) and I tend to wear my heart and my thoughts on my sleeve. That being said, I still think life should be shared as it is lived. So, as I move through whatever it is that is taking shape - whatever it may look/smell/be like - I will do my best to share it.
That being said, it won't always be a 'Lawrence of Arabia' or 'big/little C/c' - it may just be about how cool my family is, or how cold the surf was.
So here it goes.
Check back when you can - and if you know me, ask.