During a stint as interim pastor of a congregation of some 600 members in Santa Barbara, Calif., I also started conducting my own version of street ministry. It continues. I set up two collapsible chairs and an A-frame sign on the sidewalk along State Street, the city’s main drag. For two hours each Tuesday, dressed in a clerical collar, I’m on the border between Christ and culture, church and world.
Bruce Wollenberg, an ELCA pastor, listens to a man who stopped by his Tuesday morning ministry site — the sidewalk along State Street in Santa Barbara, Calif.
Arne, estranged from his family, wants to pray for them. April sits long, telling of her struggle with drugs and of men — all disappointing. What a privilege it is to receive their stories and be a fleeting part of their narrative, and then to commend them to our loving God.
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