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Sometimes Monday rolls around and I wonder if hope isn’t a cruel concept. I also wonder if from time to time I haven’t drifted into the lake of the pessimist for that very reason. You get your hopes up — wait in anticipation — dream a little — dream a lot — and then….. Sometimes... -
I just snuck into Cooper’s room. The quilt had fallen off his bed and he was sound asleep under the sheet. It was a little chilly in there so I picked up the quilt and tucked him back in. He didn’t move. He’s always been a very heavy sleeper. I tucked his Mickey in beside him because, hey, Mickey is a big... -
I wish I could just sleep through it. I think that’s what a number of depressed people say or the parent of a small child. I’m sure they say it too. In fact, I know they do. I can remember saying it and tonight I thought it. I said it a bit in seminary. I lived alone in Atlanta and was burdened with stress and a...
Changing the world, one diaper at a time.
Rev. Sara Tate
I’m a pastormom. It’s kind of like the nature of Jesus. I’m fully pastor. I’m fully mom. It’s no longer about juggling hats. It’s about reconciling the hats and appreciating the complexity.
I’m an ordained elder in the Memphis Annual Conference of the United Methodist Church. My kiddos love the church right now and I hope and pray that they love the church for many years to come.
I’m married to the most amazing man on the planet (I’m clearly a bit biased). He’s also a UMC pastor and he’s a seminary student too which means we juggle a lot. I have two boys and he has three girls. We’re lucky to also have a pretty cool village who help with the small people so we can attend to all of our callings.
Our greatest hope in this life is to play an active role in healing a hurting world while maintaining a pretty amazing personal world. Admittedly, I think we do a pretty good job.
These writings reflect the journey, the successes, the failures, the passions, and those hopes.
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