This installation is brought to you by the letter P and the number 3.

Derek’s installation at Praise Lutheran on Sunday afternoon was lovely.

Most of the circuit pastors came, as well as the District President.

Pastor Bushur, the senior (and now only) pastor at First, preached. He made sure to tell everyone that Derek is not perfect or all powerful, but a pastor. (The three P’s.)

Jonathan found a banana I’d packed and decided the middle of the sermon was the appropriate time to eat it.

The girls sang the first verse of “I am Jesus’ Little Lamb” after the Old Testament reading.

The pastors gathered around and reminded Derek through Scripture readings and blessings what the Office of the Holy Ministry is about. I love this part; I think it’s good for everyone–the pastors, the congregation–to occasionally be reminded what the Bible says about pastors. Hint: it has nothing to do with business or marketing.

There was a beautiful reception with yummy finger foods and a delicious homemade cake.

A couple of blurry family photos (you don’t want to know how many times I got everyone in the same vicinity and either Derek or the photographer would get into a conversation and the kids would disappear)

…and our new life begins.


  1. Great picture and a wonderful day for your family. And now the learning of everyone’s name begins. . .

  2. Wish I could have been there.

    Two comments: great title. Couldn’t have been phrased more subtly and expressively at the same time. And yeah, nothing about business and marketing ….

  3. Gretchen, this truly made my day and I had a wonderful day anyway with my dear husband – Valentine’s Day!!! Also spent some great time with your Mom. I love you all! Aunt Judy

  4. Love it! Looks like a wonderful afternoon. God’s richest blessings in Derek’s new call, and may you be blessed with a masterful talent for names and faces. I still have no idea who half the people are in church on Sunday. It’s really embarrassing.

  5. Maggie, it’s so comforting to hear that. I’m worried about learning names because we’ve visited maybe a dozen times in the past six years. They know us, and assume since we’ve been that we know them, too. (And there’s no photo directory! Gulp.)