I come from a tradition that calls its preacher “brother”, “minister”, “Dr.”, or, as in my case sometimes, “you,”—as in, “Hey, you!” Nevertheless, I recognize many other traditions call their preacher, “Pastor.”
With that in mind, here are some of my favorite letters, written to preachers called “pastors”, compiled in the 1990s.
Dear Pastor,
I know God loves everybody but He never met my sister.
Yours sincerely,
Arnold. Age 8, Nashville.
Dear Pastor,
Please say in your sermon that Peter Peterson has been a good boy all week. I am Peter Peterson.
Sincerely, Pete. Age 9, Phoenix
Dear Pastor,
My father should be a minister. Every day he gives us a sermon about something.
Robert, Age 11, Anderson
Dear Pastor,
I'm sorry I can't leave more money in the plate, but my father didn't give me a raise in my allowance. Could you have a sermon about a raise in my allowance?
Love, Patty. Age 10, New Haven
Dear Pastor,
My mother is very religious. She goes to play bingo at church every week even if she has a cold.
Yours truly, Annette. Age 9, Albany
Dear Pastor,
I would like to go to heaven someday because I know my brother won't be there. Stephen. Age 8, Chicago
Dear Pastor,
I think a lot more people would come to your church if you moved it to Disneyland.
Loreen. Age 9, Tacoma
Dear Pastor,
I liked your sermon where you said that good health is more important then money but I still want a raise in my allowance.
Sincerely, Eleanor. Age 12, Sarasota
Dear Pastor,
Please pray for all the airline pilots. I am flying to California tomorrow.
Laurie. Age 10, New York City
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