Those Awkward Moments Pastor's (and Christians) Have
What they don't teach you in seminary is how awkward being a pastor can be . . . I was riding to the cemetery in a hearse recently to do a graveside service, and a car pulled out in front of the driver. The driver braked, honked at the car, and then let an impressive tirade of foul language fly. That was followed by the awkward moment when he realized he was sitting next to the pastor. “I’m sorry about the language, Reverend,” he said. I went to my stand-by line, "I've heard way worse than that—I've been a Cubs fan my whole life." Somebody is always apologizing to me for something, and I’m still not used to it. I haven’t been a pastor for a long time. I've spent most of my life "not a pastor." I've been a Christian for a long time, but until I became a pastor, nobody ever apologized for swearing in front of me. Nobody ever tried to explain to me items in their shopping cart at the grocery store. Nobody tossed a cigarette ou...