Man Weekend.
That’s what my wife calls it.
Sometime in April I’ll get an email from one of my friends addressed to me and about 10 other guys. Ideas will be exchanged, dates set, and excitement builds for another weekend spent with some forever friends.
Ministry doesn’t lend itself to forever friends.
It is hard to get close to people on a truly friend level when you are their pastor. It shouldn’t be difficult but we all know that life long friends are hard to find when you pastor them.
You might have better luck with other pastors. Perhaps in an ideal world you are always sending your best staff person to start something new for the Kingdom. Realistically we know that this ideal happens but people move on for any number of reasons from the understandable to the heartbreaking.
Or perhaps it is you. Rooted long-term ministry is something I desire, but I understand why it is less and less common.
We need forever friends.
Friends who knew us before. Friends who won’t take our cliches. Friends that force us to be ourselves.
If you don’t have a standing tradition of connecting with forever friends create one.
Traditions usually make a Rookie Pastor’s stomach turn, but some traditions you need.
Tonight I’ll be eating junk food, playing poker, and talking about things I can’t share here or on a Sunday morning.





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For some reason this is the picture I got in my head about what this night will look like:
Yes there will plenty of grandiose talk, interrupted with juvenile hijinks.