went to my old church last night.
good times.
weird how so may memories can be attached to one song.
weird how its hard to find something to say to people that you used to talk to for hours.
i saw my old mentor/youth pastor.
he asked if i was still preaching.
i laughed, then explained i havent preached in almost a year.
i didnt tell him that the very idea of me taking a pulpit repulsed me.
somehow, i think he picked up on that anyway.
thats why next monday tim ferguson and i are having lunch.
i have a feeling this wil be a turning point in my christian walk.
which direction i dont know.
1:24 p.m. - 2003-08-11
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