This blog was born out of tremendous frustration. I thought that God had called me to be a preacher, and that he had given me the gifts to reach the highest heights of Christian preaching ministry. But I couldn't find many opportunities to get behind the pulpit, and felt that my gifts were in atrophy and my calling in question. Hence the title: The Sometimes Preacher. I wasn't preaching all the time. Just sometimes.
I've since learned to die to that selfish ambition, and to surrender to God even the very gifts he has given me. I preach more regularly now, but still not as much as I'd like to. But I kept the blog title the same because it's freaking sweet, sounds a lot better than "The Regular Preacher", and it has that subtle mixture of melancholy and glory that seems to define me and the things I enjoy.
My hope is that this blog can be a sort of theological laboratory where I can write out my thoughts, and in the writing, and with the reflection of others, determine if those thoughts are crazy or not. As with most blogs, it will be a reflection of the emotional, spiritual, and intellectual journey of the author. Some of the things I write here I won't be fully convinced of because they represent a line of thinking that is in process. Other things are more settled. Still others I've abandoned altogether. If you're reading this, I truly hope that you can find here something to encourage your faith in Jesus Christ, something to provoke your thoughts, and something to which you can respond, "That's ridiculous!"