…of God’s church – it is here in all its noisy, colorful, and unpredictable glory. Even though this is a Festival of Young Preachers, a lot of us have gray hair and a few have no hair. We’ve come as mentors and coaches to walk alongside the upcoming generation and to cheer them on. (And in the Central students I am accompanying, Kim and Matt, there is a lot to cheer about!) From high school students to long retired pastors, there is no age limit on telling and learning about telling the Good News.
Every preacher brings his or her own style from from sedate to whooping. Some read from carefully constructed manuscripts, others stroll and dance as they speak. Some teach a text, some explicate etymology, some focus on history, some develop metaphors, and some tell stories. Some carry paper to the pulpit; others entrust their outlines to a device. It is stimulating to hear one after another finding his or her unique voice.
Churches are not always receptive to diversity in the pulpit so it is good to be reminded, as Festival leaders have done a few times, that the congregation has a responsibility to come with open mind and heart. Last night’s worship service at Christ Church Cathedral, across the (icy) street from the Sheraton, gave us lots of opportunity with its rousing mix of traditions. A southern, African American pastor and a white, Midwestern, Roman Catholic priest brought God’s word, the organist played Bach and the American Spiritual Ensemble sang a Spiritual. We stood in silence for the reading of scripture and shouted back when the preaching caught fire. The preachers had to climb stairs to get to the pulpit and stately candles were lit and extinguished by an acolyte robed in white.
As I hear many persons saying, This is amazing. It feels like beloved community, something God’s spirit is stirring, and something I long for the church at large to encounter more.
For all the wonderful differences among us, however, there is one thing that all preachers do here, no exceptions. They stop at 15 minutes; a timer in the back of the room sees to that. With 120 preachers to hear, this discipline is essential. But an organized, thoughtful, focused sermon that begins and ends with purpose is not a bad idea even when one is not at Festival. More preachers might consider that.
I started with Central Baptist Theological Seminary in 2010 as a student in the MDiv program. I wasn’t sure then and I am still not sure now what God has planned for me. I have been transitioning from a career in science to a calling in ministry and the experiences, classes and personal relationships I have been a part of with CBTS have helped me in my Camping Ministry with ABC of WI as well as my work in my church as CE Director. I also commute an hour and a half one way to classes each weekend and I have been the recipient of some wonderful hospitality from fellow students. We truly are a community. I am excited to see what is in store and I know I have a great support team!