How one pilgrim experienced being Humble Walk

Last week, I took my girls on a roadtrip to the hinterlands of ND so they could fill up on Grandma love before that long, dark, icy winter sets in. It was a last minute trip--squeezed into a four-day slice of mostly open calendar. Well, that's not true at all. Wild Thursdays in the Park was in there---and worship on Sunday at Highland. But, I am working on the part time part of this call--trying to ignore the tapes that play in my head--and letting go. Frankly, it's so low-risk for me to let go. This is a church of bright shiny amazingness. Of leaders. Of people who can and do and want to lead. But I have never quite gotten over that elementary school tug of never wanting to miss anything fun or good. And whenever you all gather--it's good. Like nearly every week, a new face joined worship on Sunday.  He also happens to be a Lutheran pastor who writes books and blogs and tweets. We are in Keith's book (Humble fame!), Click2Serve. So, here is what he writes about his experience being Humble Walk...

http://pastorkeithanderson.net/item/make-your-neighborhood-your-cathedral-my-pilgrimage-to-humble-walk

Thanks for making Keith feel so welcome. I am not at all surprised.