Time To Fess Up

Okay, it has been pointed out to me that there is one item on my desktop I did not mention a couple of days ago, not that I'm embarassed about it or am afraid to make this public knowledge - I do have a Mickey Mouse phone.

That's not because I am particularly enamoured of the billionaire rodent, I use the phone for a very particular reason - it helps me not to take myself too seriously.

Pastors are a very weird breed and some of their ways are extremely strange, verging on the paranoid. I remember once that I was selecting furniture for an office. I wanted some chairs that were relaxing and comfortable, but was advised that dark leather would be more suitable as it made for a more imposing environment.

I'm sorry, but I can't get into the idea of power dressing and creating an intimidating ambience. What on earth would a pastor need that for? Shouldn't we be doing our best to help people be at ease, let them know that they are with someone who cares and relieve the stress in their lives instead of increasing it.

But heck, what do I know? I'm the anti-pastor. I dress casual, meet people in my living room or Starbucks and have a Mickey Mouse phone on my desk?