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From Competition to Collaboration

What happens when a small church decides to stop competing? Everyone wins.  The small, suburban bedroom community where I pastor is saturated with churches. There is a main road that will take you all the way through town, which begins at a highway exit. In one four-mile stretch, there are no less than fifteen church […]

Can These Bones Live?: Another Sermon from the YCWI 2024 Conference

When I first found out that our Young Clergy Women International Conference this year, the first in person gathering since before the pandemic, was going to be in Washington, D.C. I was so FREAKING excited, but probably not for the reasons you are thinking- I’m not particularly excited about the historic museums or important monuments, […]

From There to Here: YCWI Conference Reflections from St. Louis to D.C.

Six years ago at my first YCWI conference, I was newly serving as the lead pastor of a large church, newly separated and heading for divorce, newly single and just starting to date, and just starting to come out as queer.  It had been a chaotic year to say the least, and YCWI was getting […]

Sheltered Under God’s Wings: Young Clergywomen Meet with the First Female Chaplain of the House

The Rev. Dr. Margaret Grun Kibben, the 62nd Chaplain for the United States House of Representatives, stood in front of a group of young clergywomen who had gathered in DC for our conference. A unique series of events allowed for fourteen attendees of the 2024 Young Clergy Women International Conference in Washington D.C. to meet […]

Can These Bones Live: Reflections on the YCWI Conference

Everyone in worship the Sunday after the YCWI Conference was asking Rev. Maggie Rust about her time away, noting that it looked like she had such a good time and seemed so energized. One person said, “It’s great a group like that exists!” Her thought? They don’t know the half of it. 

Flourishing In Our Bones: The YCWI 2024 Conference Closing Sermon

As a pastor and hospital chaplain, I have spent a fair amount of time with the dead. At a previous church, which had an underground columbarium, we could only inurn remains during a stretch of warm, dry weather, which are hard to come by in Maryland except during the summer. My office, then, became the […]