Friday, September 30, 2011

Changing in an Everchanging World



In my life one thing I could count on growing up was change.  My father worked as a logger, a trucker, and a pastor.  He would do one occupation for a while and then move into pastor and give his heart and soul and burn out and then would take a break and go back to trucking for a while then he would take another church and give up another piece of himself for the sake of God’s church.  We moved many times in my childhood, so therefore change was the one constant in my life.