He saw her name in a denominational
newsletter and remembered how he
had helped her maneuver her way out
of one denomination into another. He
did a name search and saw she had a
YouTube of a typical day in the life
of a pastor condensed to one minute
and thirty-nine seconds. He watched
the rapid-paced sequence from nine
a.m. to eleven p.m. — a typical, peri-
patetic, fourteen-hour day (Really?)
set to the staccato sound of something
like detective movie music from the
70’s. She was here, there, everywhere
concerned, compassionate, always lis-
tening, always giving, always caring.
What a dedicated, selfless servant of
the Lord. Had she no family but God’s
family? No children, no husband? Had
she taken a vow of celibacy? But
Facebook showed the little kids and
hubby — up front, up close and per-
sonal. On YouTube she showed the world
her boundless dedication as a pastor.
On Facebook she showed the world what
was really important to her — her
family. In a nod to an old T.V. game
show about contestants pretending to
be someone famous with the real per-
son as one of the contestants,“Will
the real clergyperson please stand
up? You aren’t doing the rest of us
any favors.”