While I believe it is important, quality training is more important than the mere existence of training programs which I learned from seeing chaplains in action.

The Right Reverend Mariann Edgar Budde delivers her Easter sermon at Washington National Cathedral on April 20th, 2025 (screenshot from YouTube)
The Right Reverend Mariann Edgar Budde delivers a sermon at Washington National Cathedral (screenshot from YouTube) (she apparently does things the right way.

My first discussions of chaplains had to do with some we went to church with. The kind that, since he was an officer, had the enlisted personnel he interacted with stand at attention and answer “yes sir” or “no sir” while he counseled with them.

I really did not deal much more with people who had training for the ministry until I was in the hospital with my oldest child. I was assigned a chaplain with experience as a pastor who had a PhD as a part of preparing to be a pastor. Mostly I held space for him and listened as he vented about how unprepared his PhD had left him, something he was hoping to remedy with chaplaincy training.

Comforting hands in a hospital

I saw him last when he was assigned to prepare me for a meeting with the doctors for them to tell us that our daughter Jessica was not expected to make it.

His preparation for me consisted of “you’ve dealt with everything really well. I think I could learn a lot from watching how you cope with getting bad news. Would you mind letting me observe and learn from you as you are told your daughter is expected to die?”

Guess that is the way that everyone would want to have that news broken to them – and I really think he didn’t realize that he had broken the news to me with the way he asked the question.

Empty

Later, when our youngest Robin was in the hospital I wandered down to the hospital chapel. The chaplain in charge (and the person in charge of the hospital’s chaplaincy program) let me know that I was really in the way as they were preparing the space for something and that there were much more important things for her to do than talk to me or even let me sit in the space.

I still don’t know what religious observances are around July 9th, but I got out of her way. That was my last time in Dallas Children’s Hospital.

So, forgive me if my experience of people who have been trained for the ministry does not necessarily give me confidence in their superiority. Or if assertions of same do not bring out my unabashed support instead of memories, like the ones above.