This might shock you as much as it does me.
Allow me to explain...
Nathan Hollifield is a friend from way-back. His story and mine intersected about 7 years ago but just for a little bit and from a distance. In between that time he moved to the East Coast, got married, had a kid and became a Methodist pastor.
I, on the other hand, left the church. I was told I asked too many "toxic" questions. I got hurt one too many times. So when it comes to church, I'm more than jaded.
When it comes to God, I've continued my honest questioning and have found a personal belonging for mystery and unknown.
At a friend's birthday party last year at the Parkway Tavern in Tacoma, Nathan and I spotted each other across the room.
"Emily? is that you?!"
"WHAT?! Nathan?! What are *you* doing here!?"
What a freakin' small world. So we've been catching up from time to time over the last season - politics, buying houses, and the occasional talk about work and creativity. Catching up on the in-between times.
One day over a latte he asked me what it would take to get me to visit his church. I jokingly said "Let me give the sermon." Without blinking an eye he said, "Great! Which date?!"
So here I am pulling together pieces of my upcoming book on Creative Courage and sewing them together with my songs.
for a SERMON.
So, if you're not church-averse and if you're as curious as I am about what I have to sing about and say behind a pulpit, then you're welcome to join me and find out.