Interlude

Rather than a literary piece this week, I want to offer a few thoughts on what The Patience of a Seed means to me, and why I’m glad you’re here.

There’s a photograph on this page of a bright-eyed little boy holding a book. I hope you can see it, because this picture says a lot. The boy is me. But, I can’t tell (and don’t remember) if I’m about to read to someone or am asking someone to come read with me. Either way, that photo is – all by itself – a story about relationship. It’s a snapshot of a conversation; a conversation that you are welcome to be part of.

If you dig into Patience of a Seed a little, you may find that I’m a Christian pastor, serving in the Moravian tradition. One of my favorite stories about this particular Protestant tradition happens at an ecumenical conference where someone asked: Why is it that when Moravians are asked to assert a doctrinal position or explain their theology, they invite you to share a meal, to sing with them, or listen to a story?

I love this. I love such an approach to a life of faith. I love the One who breaks bread with us and gives us psalms to sing. My hope is that Patience of a Seed will serve as a reminder that we’re called together into the matchless story of God’s Christ and his undying love for each one of us. My prayer is that you find this story to already be part of your own.

A Friend & Fellow Reader,
~Pastor Brian