Where I Work

The two most significant days of my life began the exact same way – at my desk with a cup of coffee, hunched over my laptop, scrolling over emails, heading to a meeting. The day my father died and the day I went into labor both started the same way: at work.

I’ve been at the same company almost as long as I have been married. I’ve worked hard for NI and I have also played hard. Oh man have I played hard. I am pretty sure Deirdre and I closed Reed’s Piano Bar.

I met 90% of my best friends at NI. And I am not alone in this. Most people who work at NI work next to their closest friends.

I’m leaving NI, and I know I am giving up a lot. I’ve got a fun life. I live in a coveted city. I have an amazing career at an exceptional company. I have enough money to fly to Sacramento and to redo my kitchen. But all that is about to change.

I gave what I consider to be my first sermon when I was seventeen (Killer B was there!). There on a youth retreat with nature and close friends, I felt my call to ministry. I remember talking to my parents about it that evening.

At Baylor I was a religion major. Inching ever closer.

I met Husbanks and we became Methodist together. Still getting there.

I talked to BK all about my interest in ministry. I started to take classes in the evening at Austin Seminary.

I still didn’t think I was going to be a minister. Life is good! Why mess with that?

My father died. I traveled around the world for work. David asked me to give a sermon in “big church.” I managed a team. Riddles was born.

I would have been a really bad pastor before all those things happened.

I see why this didn’t happen until now.

For the past several years I have had one foot in the sacred and one in the secular. I’m finally diving in. And I can’t see the bottom. I guess that’s faith.

I want to be a pastor.

The journey begins!

 

Where I Work

The two most significant days of my life began the exact same way – at my desk with a cup of coffee, hunched over my laptop, scrolling over emails, heading to a meeting. The day my father died and the day I went into labor both started the same way: at work.

I’ve been at the same company almost as long as I have been married. I’ve worked hard for NI and I have also played hard. Oh man have I played hard. I am pretty sure Deirdre and I closed Reed’s Piano Bar.

I met 90% of my best friends at NI. And I am not alone in this. Most people who work at NI work next to their closest friends.

I’m leaving NI, and I know I am giving up a lot. I’ve got a fun life. I live in a coveted city. I have an amazing career at an exceptional company. I have enough money to fly to Sacramento and to redo my kitchen. But all that is about to change.

I gave what I consider to be my first sermon when I was seventeen (Killer B was there!). There on a youth retreat with nature and close friends, I felt my call to ministry. I remember talking to my parents about it that evening.

At Baylor I was a religion major. Inching ever closer.

I met Husbanks and we became Methodist together. Still getting there.

I talked to BK all about my interest in ministry. I started to take classes in the evening at Austin Seminary.

I still didn’t think I was going to be a pastor. Life was good! Why mess with that?

My father died. Riddles was born. I travelled around the world for work. I managed a team. I gave a sermon in “big church.”

I would have been a really bad pastor before all those things happened.

I see now why this didn’t happen until now.

For the past several years I have had one foot in the sacred and one in the secular. I’m finally diving in. And I can’t see the bottom. I guess that’s faith.

I want to be a pastor.

The journey begins!

Advertisements
  1. #1 by Morgan on March 18, 2011 - 4:43 pm

    can’t wait. can’t wait.

    can’t wait.

  2. #2 by B on March 18, 2011 - 5:37 pm

    You should talk to amy castello – she might have some good advice for you

  3. #3 by Husbanks on March 18, 2011 - 6:14 pm

    We are here for you, and you are here for us. I can’t wait to go on this journey with you…and Riddles of course. Luv u meme.

  4. #4 by Beth on March 18, 2011 - 6:59 pm

    Well, huh 🙂

    PS– This post gave me goosebumps!

  5. #5 by Jackie Keating on March 19, 2011 - 7:53 am

    Truly proud if you for taking the next step and believing in yourself 🙂 Pure goodness. I look forward to following your journey!
    xo
    Jackie

  6. #6 by Tab on March 20, 2011 - 12:51 pm

    We’re soooo proud of you!

  7. #7 by Katie on March 20, 2011 - 2:54 pm

    Soooo excited for you Hil!

  8. #8 by Suz on March 20, 2011 - 4:59 pm

    How exciting! I can’t wait to read about your new journey on Hil Street!

  9. #9 by tarathronson on March 21, 2011 - 12:58 pm

    I teared up reading this. So excited for you and the UMC. You have already blessed so many with your gifts and ministry thus far, this just formalizes it and allows you to reach even more. I can’t wait for you to be my pastor some day. 🙂

  10. #10 by Nicole Boutin on March 23, 2011 - 3:21 pm

    Hilary! This is so exciting!

  11. #11 by Sarah H on March 25, 2011 - 3:13 pm

    You will be an amazing pastor! And I have really high standards, as I’m surrounded by and related to lots of amazing pastors. Good luck on this journey.

  12. #12 by Becky on March 27, 2011 - 1:50 pm

    Wow, Hil!! That’s huge! I’m excited for you and all the Lord has in store for you. (:

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: