Frantic, squeaking mice and shitty first thoughts

I just can’t stop asking myself “is there a place in ministry for me?”

I know that there is a place in me for ministry, but I don’t know if it’s mutual.

I’m trying to turn off all my frantic squeaking mice of negativity (thanks for that analogy, Anne Lamott) and just focus on me. But while that may work for shitty first drafts, it doesn’t work for something that is, at its essence, all about other people.


2 Comments to “Frantic, squeaking mice and shitty first thoughts”

  1. I don’t know you, and i’m only glancing over your blog for the first time now, after reading the awesome babysitting story, but if you want to talk to someone about ministry, who is a very interesting person, getting her PhD from BU, you should send a message to this lady: who will not think it strange in the slightest. But she has done a lot of stuff involving feminist and queer ministry!

  2. Thank you for the reference. Right now my life is basically overflowering with queer/feminist ministers but I will definitely kee your friend in mind.

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