The Naked Pastor’s daughter writes about belief

The Naked Pastor David Hayward had a guest blogger featured at his blog recently. It was his daughter Casile (pronounced “ka seal”) and she wrote about her family for a school assignment.

Casile Hayward

It’s a sweet and honest view of her thoughts regarding her dad’s retirement from pastorhood and about her own thoughts on church, its follower and belief. You should read it.

Reading her words, I can’t help but think of “The Grapes of Wrath,” how we’re all on a journey together through the good and bad of the world — or this life — and we all bolster each other through with a myriad of different ideas and personalities.

The whole thing is a fine read, but there were two standout parts:

Now I’ve come to realize that there are people in the world who want straight answers. They come to church looking for an instruction manual on what they can and can’t do to get into heaven. They come to church looking for answers on how to live the Christian life. But how can they expect my father to have all these answers for them? Every Christian in the world has questions, doubts and periods of disbelief. Even pastors! Whether they admit it or not is a different story.

Many people would leave the church for these reasons. Which I guess in some ways is a part of life. Not everyone can live by the same feeling towards something and expect the same things. My dad has a blog called which, yes, gets a lot of talk about its name. However, if you had any poetic thinking in you, you’d realize it’s saying that he is trying to be open, real and raw, not literally naked. I regularly go to his blog, which has many readers from different faiths, struggling faiths or no faith at all, and read what he posts. Every post is amazing. I could just be saying this because he’s my dad. But you need to witness it to feel it. Whenever I’m feeling angry at my dad, or that he is off and something is wrong and he won’t talk, I go to, read his latest post, and automatically understand where his head is at. I guess I’m like him in that sense. I’m better writing out what I’m feeling rather than trying to put it into spoken words.

And her conclusion:

Now my family and I sometimes wake up on Sunday mornings with no church to attend (which hasn’t happened in over 30 years for my mom and dad!) We sit around talking, eating, drinking coffee and sharing what is on our minds and hearts. In a sense I feel thankful. Not for the pain that it took to get here or the hardship that was experienced, but for the outcome of the situation and the smile on my dad’s face. He is truly one of a kind!

There’s a cartoon from Hayward right underneath the post that relates to Casile’s words:

Via Naked Pastor