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This is the slide presentation for the Pillar Church Congregational Meeting, April 26, 2015. https://www.icloud.com/keynote/AwBUCAESECjHXJL0iieh-DMztddvkaYaKdJEz2VmagtaNJCePzHjnj6w2a22wvZvPvPZ6x8tI-_BHTlIWxnFFkHRMCUCAQEEIOD7svX2T312btJGOoq0TT28dukGH1CoxtRCdOv_Cau9#pillar_church_congregational_mtg_april_26_2015

Engaging Sacred Texts for Teaching Leadership The ARL 2016 Annual Meeting will center on "Engaging Sacred Texts for Teaching Leadership."  We will explore the following questions (these are in draft form and I ask the ARL community to refine these with me): How do we understand, as teachers and leaders, the intersection and interplay of sacred text and leadership formation, as content? Process: What are the pedagogical practices or implications by engaging sacred texts for leadership formation? What are the methodological assumptions that we employ in our engagement with sacred texts for leadership formation? -- When it comes to our discipline and engaging Scripture or sacred text, the religious leadership conversation begins in one of two ways: 1) start with the biblical text and extrapolate new principles and theories or 2) start with social science concepts and theories and seek out biblical examples. This is not bad or wrong, yet this instrumenta

Remembering Debbie Talmo "I bet you cried the day you were born; it means you are human.” (Marilyn Robinson reminds of this eternal truth in her book, Lila .) We embraced our full humanity Easter Sunday when the phone rang. The ham just removed from the oven, the potatoes piping hot, and the kids bickering due to a chocolate rabbit induced sugar-high. The phone rang, I answered and listened to Pastor Kris share the news that Debbie died. Easter Sunday - the day of life; these phone calls do not happen on this day. I hung up and had to decide whether or not to tell Lindsay, who stood over the dinner rolls. Sorrow poured out, not life, not joy, not Easter - tears poured out in that moment.  We are supposed to be with Debbie today; We planned to travel on spring break to Minnetonka - to allow Madeline to say see Debbie and to say goodbye to her - Lindsay and I to re-live stories, to remind her (and us) of the wisdom, love, and grace that she and Tom poured into us