We return to Cook's today to see the BONE GUY. Once again, Diane and I will hear completely different things. I'll hear him say, "I think you should start letting him do more. Maybe start pitching a little here and there." Diane will hear him say, "Be very cautious. We can't take any chances at this stage." How is that possible? It must be HIS fault in communication! - - - - I was just remembering my first day "on the job" as a real, live local minister in Wilmington, North Carolina. I had no idea what to do. Isn't that incredible? Four years of college, ninety hours of graduate study, and no idea what I was supposed to do. Other than get two sermons and two classes ready each week. THAT I was prepared for. All that Greek (seven years) and Hebrew (two years), all those homiletics classes -- yes, yes, I was ready for that. I'm so thankful for the way seminary training is changing. We're preparing ministers to do more than go study (as important as it is to be theologically informed). There's a focus all the way through now on practical theology. There are requirements to do internships -- to peek over the shoulders of people who are already doing it well. But to be honest, I don't think I could train many of the young ministers for what's in their hearts. They want to do something that is grassroots, missional, and messy. While I may not be able to train, I fully intend to be a cheerleader for these young men and women. May God fill them with his dreams!