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Open Doors

03 Wednesday Sep 2025

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When I was elected to be an alternate delegate to General/Jurisdictional Conference in 2019, I had no idea I was about to become a district superintendent the following year. I had no idea that COVID was coming. I had no idea that six years later, I would still be a member of the delegation. I had no idea how the future would unfold for me or for my beloved United Methodist Church.

In all of those years, I missed two delegation meetings, one for a time-sensitive situation on the Valley Ridge District I needed to address that night, and the other was so Tracy and I could celebrate our silver wedding anniversary together.

If all of those meetings, if all of that time spent reading legislation, if all that time in the car driving back and forth to meetings did nothing else for me but get me in the room when Helen Ryde said the words quoted below from the floor of the General Conference, it was more than worth it, all of it.

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Thirty-Nine Words

28 Thursday Aug 2025

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When I was a pastor in a local church, anytime we would baptize a child, I would always conclude the service of the baptismal covenant with what is called “Congregational Pledge #2,” which is found on page 44 of the United Methodist Hymnal. Here are the words that we, the people of God in that place would speak in unison together:

With God’s help we will so order our lives

after the example of Christ,

that this child, surrounded by steadfast love,

may be established in the faith,

and confirmed and strengthened in the way

that leads to life eternal.

These words represent a series of promises we made as individuals and as a body, promises that would determine how we would live at church in the world, promises that would guide us when we were together and when we were apart. These promises would help the world see who and whose we were.

Prior to making this pledge, I would tell the congregation that these words were the thirty-nine most important words in the hymnal, and that by saying them together, each of us would forfeit our ability ever say “I don’t have children in this church” or “My children are grown and live elsewhere,” or “I don’t have children at all.”

In the strange and wonderful way in which God forms families out of clay, God had formed, and was forming us as well. We were a family. These were our children.

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Bird Dogs and Children

07 Saturday Jun 2025

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What follows is the sermon I preached on June 7, 2025 at Kilmarnock United Methodist Church in Kilmarnock, Virginia at the service of death and resurrection for my father, Walter Mitchell Forrester.

Romans 12:1-18

.Dad and me, 1971

My name is Doug Forrester and I am dad’s oldest son, or as he likely introduced me to you, “the one who is the preacher.” For the last twenty-eight years, I have served as a pastor in the Virginia Conference of the United Methodist Church, most recently as the superintendent of the Valley Ridge District in southwest Virginia. I would like to begin this afternoon by giving thanks to the Rev. Chris Watson, the pastor of Kilmarnock United Methodist Church, for the care and lovingkindness he has demonstrated towards my family over the course of the last several months and for the grace he has shown in allowing me to stand behind this sacred desk and fulfill dad’s expressed desire for me to preach this service.

For ten years, I served as a member of the conference Board of Ordained Ministry. One of my responsibilities was to serve on the interview committee called “Practice of Ministry,” which includes preaching. In this capacity, I was part of the evaluation of the preaching of over one hundred women and men seeking commissioning and ordination in the United Methodist Church. I tell you that only to say that without question, the greatest sermon I have ever heard in any context on the topic of the resurrection of the dead is the one preached by my brother Michael, in those final hours, as he walked dad to the door separating life from life everlasting, as he held our father’s head in his hands, looked into his eyes, and assured him that the next place is better, that God will care for those of us who remain on this side of the door, and that the saints of God who dad loves and who love him awaited him across the threshold. 

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Don’t Dream It’s Over

10 Sunday Nov 2024

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Matthew 25:31-46

The Sermon for the Valley Ridge District Conference November 9, 2024

Growing up in the 1970s and 1980s, I lived within a certain set of assumptions, ones that were rarely, if ever questioned, explored, or critiqued. They just were. These assumptions were taught to me in school and reinforced at home, or taught to me at home and reinforced at school, and the children and youth of my generation were expected to consistently abide by them. These assumptions included things such as being told at the dinner table that when I said I was full, I must at least finish the meat on my plate. When I competed in little league baseball and was standing in the batter’s box, a pitch was a strike if umpire said so, regardless of how obviously low and outside it was.

Perhaps the most unquestionable assumption of my childhood, one that no matter where I found myself, at school or at home or anywhere else, was that it was always dangerous to swim less than an hour after eating. If you did this, I was told, you were guaranteed to drown. I am the descendant on both sides of my family of more Chesapeake Bay watermen than I can count, and I assure you that you do not have a childhood infused with this kind of influence without hearing terrifying stories of people drowning, which made all of this worse. 

When I was a child, my family were members of a local pool and during my elementary school summers, before I was afforded the privilege to ride my bike to go swimming, my mother would pack lunches and accompany my brother and me for a day at the pool. On those days, this was the kind of conversation that would occur after we had eaten our sandwiches:

“Now boys, I want you to go sit those chairs until I tell you to get in the pool.”

“It’s hot. Why can’t we swim now?”

“You just ate. You need to wait an hour before you go swimming.”

“Why?”

“Because you will drown.”

“But if that is true, why does the pool have a snack bar?”

“Go sit in your chair. I will let you know when it is 1:30.”

As an aside, I once went on a cruise and saw people eating and swimming at the same time. Do with that data point what you will.

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Fresh Wineskins

31 Thursday Oct 2024

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A Reflection at the End of Clergy Appreciation Month, 2024

New wine must be put into fresh wineskins.

Luke 5:38

From 2005 to 2014, I had the immense blessing of serving as the pastor of Crozet United Methodist Church. Crozet is situated in Albemarle County, about a dozen miles from the grounds of the University of Virginia.

One of the wonderful things about serving in that particular community was its connection to UVA. In fact, I quickly realized that if I could schedule my pastoral visitation just right, I would see most of the men’s ACC basketball tournament in March. In every home and hospital room, the games were on the television and at some point, they would inevitably become part of the conversation.

And to be clear, no one ever turned off these games simply because the pastor was in the room.

 In March of 2009, the Cavaliers received a new head coach, a thirty-nine-year-old man named Tony Bennett. His previous position had been as the head coach of the men’s basketball program at Washington State University. He was humble and kind with a magnetic personality that immediately brought out the best in everyone around him, attributes that would quickly win over the notoriously hard-to-please UVA faithful. He would need this support as he took this position. The last time the Cavaliers had a men’s basketball team as bad as the one he inherited was two years before he was born.

“He’s too good,” a parishioner told me one afternoon. “We will never be able to keep him.”

Yet keep him they did. Bennett coached at Virginia for fifteen years, winning just under 73% of the 500 games his team played during that time. He coached the Cavaliers through the humiliation of becoming the first number one seed to lose to a lowest-ranked number sixteen seed in the men’s NCAA tournament in 2018, and he coached them to redemption as they won the national championship the following year. 

I remember his first words when he was interviewed immediately after that victory in 2019. With confetti still falling from the rafters, Bennett leaned into the microphone and said, “Coaches tend to receive too much blame when teams lose and too much credit when they win.”

Humble and kind, bringing out the best in everyone around him. 

And now it is all over. 

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The Long View: Clergy Appreciation Month

03 Tuesday Oct 2023

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Thirty years ago this month, I sat in the balcony after the service of death and resurrection while the rest of the gathered community milled about in the adjacent social hall during the reception. We had just said farewell to Eugene Mitchell Forrester, my ninety-one-year-old paternal grandfather and my last grandparent to die. My brother Michael and I had spoken in the service.

  The church was a small brick building with a sizable cemetery behind it surrounded by trees, as well as a smaller, confederate cemetery off to the side set in the rural farming and fishing community where my family had lived and worked for generations. My parents had been married in that church’s sanctuary, and I had grown up going to countless Easter sunrise services there throughout my childhood.

            As I sat in the balcony, I was wrestling with something I had not shared with anyone: a call to pastoral ministry. I had been running from it for about two years and now, I was looking down at the chancel where my grandfather had just laid and the pulpit where I had just stood, imaging spending a life behind that sacred desk, and I prayed this corny prayer of surrender to God:

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The Beginning and the End

03 Monday Jul 2023

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Dear friends,

It had been a long week, and I was driving home from my fourth out-of-town disaffiliation meeting in four nights, meetings attended by members from seven small congregations on the Valley Ridge District. My next presentation would be three days later for a circuit of three churches located two hours from my home. As I drove, the smoke from the Canadian wildfires mingled with the quickly approaching dusk to transform the typically serene, pastoral vistas into something resembling a dystopian landscape. I felt like I had eaten every meal for a week in my car.

When a District Superintendent gives the one of the presentations which are necessary to begin the disaffiliation process in the Virginia Conference, we explain to those gathered that the congregation must begin their work with thirty days of prayer and discernment. There are no exceptions to this rule, no matter what objections we hear: We’ve been praying about this for years, preacher! Why do we have to do it some more? 

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Hollow, But Hopeful

04 Thursday May 2023

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When we asunder part
it causes inward pain
but we shall still be joined in heart
and hope to meet again.

Blest Be the Tie That Binds
#557, The United Methodist Hymnal

Each time I pray at the end of a disaffiliation presentation or a disaffiliation church conference, I end the prayer with the lyric quoted above. I try to remind those gathered together that by the power of the Holy Spirit working in and through the body of Christ, come what may, we are still somehow one. And then, during the drive home, hollow but hopeful, I think about what all of this means, and what it means for Christians around the world and throughout history, to be one as Jesus prays for us to be in his Farewell Discourse in the Gospel of John. 

I have, quite literally, driven thousands of miles alone, mulling this over, trying to discern how history and generations yet unborn will regard us. I remember, as a young twenty-something sitting beneath the florescent lights of seminary classrooms hearing lectures about the schisms of centuries past. I remember studying in the musty stacks of the Duke Divinity School library, reading about the Christians of ages past who died a martyr’s death rather than compromise their principles, and I think about future students of theology, decades or centuries from now, studying for their final exam in church history, looking back at us.   

And so, we prepare for the upcoming special Annual Conference on May 6, where 64 churches will come seeking ratification of their discernment to disaffiliate from the United Methodist Church over matters of conscience related to human sexuality. These churches have prayed, discerned, organized, worked, and prepared for this moment, as they embark on a new mission to be and make disciples of Jesus Christ without the familiar network of support they have heretofore relied upon as they depart the connection that they helped to create and maintain.

I have been a pastor since I was twenty-five years old. Pastoral ministry is the only job I have ever had that was not minimum wage, where the interview questions were more difficult than “Do you think you can operate the register?” and “Are you available nights and weekends?” My time on this earth will be marked by my children and my churches, and I have to admit, it is very difficult to watch individuals and congregations regard what has been my life’s work and turn away from it. It never gets any easier.

And still, Christ is with us, in our midst, preparing us with a future with hope.


           Following this May 6, 2023 special Annual Conference, there will be one more opportunity for ratifications of disaffiliations under Paragraph 2553. Paragraph 2553.2 (approved in 2019) states:


“2. Time Limits—The choice by a local church to disaffiliate with The United Methodist Church under this paragraph shall be made in sufficient time for the process for exiting the denomination to be complete prior to December 31, 2023. The provisions of ¶2553 expire on December 31, 2023 and shall not be used after that date.”

The Virginia Conference’s final ratifying Annual Conference will be held on Saturday, October 7, 2023(virtually).  All process, documents and deposits must be received 30 days prior, by September 7, 2023.  In order for a local church to complete the disaffiliation process by the timeframe established by the Book of Discipline and the VAUMC Disaffiliation Process, a local church will need to have had their Congregational Information meeting with me no later than July 7, 2023.  

After Paragraph 2553 sunsets on December 31, 2023, we will have a pause on disaffiliations until after General Conference meets (April 23-May 3, 2024 in Charlotte, NC). It is important to remember that the General Conference is the only body that can amend our Book of Discipline, including ¶2553. 

At this point, we cannot say or predict that the outcome of the 2024 General Conference will be. However, as I tell congregations on the Valley Ridge District, “while we do not know what the future holds, we know who holds the future.” God will continue to work in and through us. The United Methodist Church will continue to proclaim the gospel, to make disciples of Jesus Christ, and transform the world, abiding with the broken hearted and binding the wounds of the suffering. As Dr. Thomas Langford was fond of saying to his students at Duke Divinity School, “When it seems to you that the church is too human to succeed, remember it is also too divine to fail.” 

It is hope for us, and the best hope for the world today.

The church succeeds, not because of the glory of our architecture, the beauty of our music, or the purity of our preaching. It succeeds because it is the place where Christ has graciously decided to locate himself for nothing less than the salvation of planet Earth. 

Grace and peace, 

Doug

Called

20 Sunday Feb 2022

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7th Sunday After the Epiphany – February 20, 2022

1 Samuel 3:1-18

There is a situation in which I would like for you imagine yourself this morning: corruption is rampant, and everything seems to be falling apart. Your leader is an ever-weakening, failure of a man with two astonishingly sinful and repugnant sons who always seem to do whatever they please, regardless of how abhorrent it is, and they never suffer any consequences for it. Also, no one is hearing from God anymore, and when God finally does speak, God speaks to you and informs you that God’s punishment will rain down upon this leader and his morally bereft household. You quickly learn that it is your responsibility to deliver this difficult news directly to the leader, who while not your father, happens to be the man who raised you. 

And by the way, you are eleven years old, a fifth grader. 

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Shouting at the Sky

11 Saturday Sep 2021

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Shouting at the Sky

Warwick Memorial United Methodist Church

16 September 2001

Luke 23:13-34

On September 11, 2001, I was serving as the associate pastor of my first pastoral appointment. Tracy was pregnant with our first child Ellen, but we were not telling people yet. The day before, on September 10, our church’s beloved lay leader J.T. Johnson had died suddenly. I had already been scheduled to preach, and the Rev. Larry Adams, our senior pastor, graciously allowed me to preach. What follows is what I said that Sunday.

We have all lived through one of those days where we will always remember where we were and what we were doing. We will always remember how old we were and to whom we were talking and what we were going to do when we heard the news. We will live the remainder of our days remembering how when we heard the news we quickly scanned our mental Rolodexes, trying to remember which loved ones were where. Did anyone have a reason to fly today? Was anyone in Manhattan or in northern Virginia? Maybe I should call, just to be sure.

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