No PROFIT in this job. Take it and shove….
When I was a little kid, I wanted to be Evel Knievel, or a police officer, or a fire fighter, or maybe an astronaut. I was sure I would work in a career playing for the Dallas Cowboys too. But by the time I was in high school, I was basically disillusioned with church. I certainly didn’t think then that I would find a career in prophecy when visiting my guidance counselor.
And the pay? Well, the job earns so little, they can’t afford to print up brochures featuring it.
I was in my mid twenties when I came back to church. And while there were some exciting features of that time in my life – in my faith – I still did not expect to take the path I found. But no doubt I came back with a critical eye. And the ironic thing, at least as I see…
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