This morning On the Square Russell Saltzman reflects fondly on the time he spent at his first parish where he learned when it is and when it most certainly is not appropriate to where Bermuda shorts, the length of a country mile, and much more:
I think of my first call—Shangri-La Lutheran, Xanadu, Nebraska—a parish comprised of a small town congregation and one in open country, with deep fondness and with a memory of perfected pastoral ministry. I often wish I could replicate those years all over again. If, as C.S. Lewis once suggested, heaven is a place where we may in fact recreate our best memories that is what I want to do.
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