Confessions of an Idiot Pastor
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Take My Favorite Seminary Class With Me
I went to Dallas Theological Seminary, Western Seminary, and Moody Seminary. After taking a zillion hours due to moving and switching schools, my favorite class was… My first class. And my first class was… Bible Study Methods – but DTS called it Hermeneutics. That’s because they are a seminary, and the class cost $900 back…
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Unreal Reunion
If you ever feel like your life is worthless, have a Reunion. A Youth Group Reunion. It’s great therapy, even if it is unreal. Back in the 90s I was Youth Pastor for Del Norte (now New Life) Church. I was paid to organize trips to Mexico, Disneyland, Mark Matlock and Magic Mountain; to go…
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An Easter Confession
For pastors like me, Easter can be too busy to worship. Well, we go to worship, lead it even, but the sit-down-get -your -personal-life-in-order-contemplative worship isn’t happening. It’s ironic, stupid even, but true. There’s extra services, extra set-up and tear-down for us portable folks, eggs to color and a special service to plan. Who has…
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Cooley 2015 End of Year Letter
COOLEY CHRISTMAS LETTER 2015 – written by our son Micah So you know how we always get me [Micah], your favorite grandson/nephew/cousin/somehow related person, to write the Christmas letter, and how it’s always stupid, and how I always procrastinate to the last minute and it winds up being a “Year in Review” letter rather than…
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John Ortberg and I
John and I, we have so much in common. Like short names. Anyhow I was thrilled to learn I was listed with John as recipients of an Evangelical Press award for 2015. So, here is my unashamed bragging blog… The article states: The Evangelical Press Association is a professional association of more than 300 Christian…
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Confessions of an Idiot Pastor
At times I’m an idiot pastor. Often even. That’s OK, it helps me get published. The latest that made Leadership Journal is here. The quote they highlighted was: “Having watched the entire series of “24,” I first checked to make sure I didn’t have a hole in my chest. Surprisingly, I was okay.” I’m glad…


