I am not a good leader.This is not some confession of being guilty of some terrible sin, it's more of a judgement- I'm not a good leader. The people skills that others have, I don't have- at least not naturally. Being someone with Aspergers means having to learn how interact with people, something that is... Continue Reading →
Autism As A Dial, Not a Switch
A recent op-ed by psychiatrist Paul Steinberg about Asperger's Syndrome is getting a lot of attention with in autism circles, most of it negative. Steinberg is a little wary of the Asperger diagnosis, saying that it is not "true" autism. He notes: Considered to be at the high-functioning end of the autism spectrum, Asperger... Continue Reading →
Autism As A Dial, Not a Switch
A recent op-ed by psychiatrist Paul Steinberg about Asperger's Syndrome is getting a lot of attention with in autism circles, most of it negative. Steinberg is a little wary of the Asperger diagnosis, saying that it is not "true" autism. He notes: Considered to be at the high-functioning end of the autism spectrum, Asperger... Continue Reading →
Look, It’s the Mythical Black Aspergian!
John Elder Robison wrote two articles for Psychology Today three years ago where he mused why he never say any black, male Aspergians or persons with Aspergers Syndrome.Well, as many of you know, I'm black. I'm male. And I have Aspergers. Which I guess means that I'm right up there with unicorns and the Loch... Continue Reading →
Look, It’s the Mythical Black Aspergian!
John Elder Robison wrote two articles for Psychology Today three years ago where he mused why he never say any black, male Aspergians or persons with Aspergers Syndrome. Well, as many of you know, I'm black. I'm male. And I have Aspergers. Which I guess means that I'm right up there with unicorns and the... Continue Reading →
Epic Fail
I love the fact that there is a conference called Epic Fail Pastor's Conference. I am tempted to go to it. This gets me thinking about how pastors are loathe to admit failure. We don't like to look like a complete ass in front of others. We feel that we always have to have an... Continue Reading →
Repost: The Church, Autism and a place of Welcome
From July 2010: When I was a kid , I spent several years on the junior usher board at church. Of course, back in the 70s, neither I nor my parents knew I was autistic, but they knew things were a bit off with me. Anyway, being an usher in the African American church is... Continue Reading →
Repost: The Church, Autism and a place of Welcome
From July 2010: When I was a kid , I spent several years on the junior usher board at church. Of course, back in the 70s, neither I nor my parents knew I was autistic, but they knew things were a bit off with me. Anyway, being an usher in the African American church is... Continue Reading →
Remember An Apsie on the Sabbath
Sundays for a pastor can be long and grueling. For someone on the spectrum they can cause a meltdown or a shutdown. Now, I have to say first off that I love being a pastor. I love being of service to God in this way. But having Aspergers means that I have limits to what... Continue Reading →
Remember An Apsie on the Sabbath
Sundays for a pastor can be long and grueling. For someone on the spectrum they can cause a meltdown or a shutdown. Now, I have to say first off that I love being a pastor. I love being of service to God in this way. But having Aspergers means that I have limits to what... Continue Reading →
The Clockwork Pastor 