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When I was young, I dreamed that I might be a rock star. I didn’t take the fantasy too far; never really gave it a try, but like so many before me, I tried on the notion in my fantasy life. (It fit in there sometime after wanting to grow up and be an astronaut, a policeman, a pro football player, and before attempting to be a lawyer. I have since settled on a lowly homeless minister for a vocation.)
Anyway, if I were a musician, I would call my band Strangers & Angels, I think. (However, I think I would prefer to be a blues musician rather than a rock star… but that’s just me.) Part of the problem is… I ain’t a musician. Can’t sing either. But aside from that, a great idea!!!
I don’t have any ambition to start a church. Jesus did that already, and…
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