On this rare occasion - I'm electing to post something on my woefully underutilized journal.

It's not an especially rare occasion - that, on this particular evening (not that past evenings have been any different) I really enjoy my new job. In fact, due the life I've led up until now - it hardly seems like a job.

I'm a Pastor.

Don't get me wrong - I spend lots of time doing 'pastor stuff' but until now, preaching, leading bible study, hanging out with youth - all these things I've done in the fringes of time I have left after work, or class. Now it's my job. (And it rocks.) I get paid to spend time with some of the coolest people I know, sharing my favorite stories, listening to awe striking stories -  and I'm not sure how I deserve it, but I'm here.

Still getting used to being called 'Pastor' - it's a title that carries lots of weight. Responsibility, prestige, leadership, respect something. Things that I'm not all together sure I'm worthy of - but it's a title that comes with the job.

Anyhow. That's all I had to say.

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