The Pastor of Last Resorts

If you live in the Bible-belt of the South and you can't find a pastor who's willing to marry a Catholic and a Jew, or a Protestant and a Hindu - call my pastor. If you want to stop off at the pub after work, drink a beer, and discuss politics with someone who actually understands the system, he's your man. If you're looking for someone who will tell you you're an asshole, but he loves you anyway - that's my pastor.

You won't find him hanging out with other pastors or handing out religious tracts on Main Street; in fact, he hates religion, appreciates art, good food, enjoys R-rated movies, listens to blue-grass, and derives more satisfaction from his contractor business than he does teaching the Word on Sunday morning. He's more interested in building relationships and working together to make a difference in our community than he is in scaring the Hell out of sinners.

It's been my experience that no matter who he comes into contact with, he's worldly enough to carry on an intelligent conversation with them. He's widely read, connected to what's happening in the post-Church era, and he's got opinions on everything. He doesn't spend a lot of time trying to grow the church. His wife did come up with an idea for a bumper sticker - "Follow my ass to The Carpenter's Shop", but you'd have to have been there that Sunday morning to learn why we all need to be more like asses to appreciate the statement.

I tried to add a link to his blog, but it wouldn't save -so here it is: www.jchalmers.blogspot.com. Beware - if you're religious, you're going to be offended....but if you're Christian, you're going to understand.

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