I am trying something new: essays. New things scare me because I am the ultimate creature of habit. Writing essays that are not focused on theology, church politics, or the latest New Times’ Bestseller in the category of theology is an invitation that I am extending myself to breathe and to use my writing as a respite from the busyness of church.
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Earlier this week, I spoke at an event held at a brewery in North Carolina. The event was focused on conflict within churches (which I will not address in this essay). As I waited for the event to begin, I noticed the furniture in the brewery was repurposed - previously used couches, chairs, tables, stools, and church pews. As a pastor, the church pews caught my eye.
I have sat in my fair share of church pews—padded church pews, creaky church pews, uncomfortable church pews, and even rickety church pews. As I scanned the brewery, the repurposed pews were everywhere. There was no shortage of pews.
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