So The Other Day...

Well maybe it was more like the other month... I picked up all my crap and I moved to Oklahoma.  Too bad I'm still not used to this no-man's land, that is Bethany Oklahoma.  The Ministry is my future sighted profession.  I can't for the life of me figure out why I would be wanted to minister to other people who are so fragile and insecure in nature, as all people are...  I'm generally not a subtle person, I talk with a certain mix of boldness and a lack of thought process, the type of thinking that makes the average person stop themselves before they say something overly harsh.

But alas! the odds of me turning back now are fairly slim.  Nothing short of a full change of heart will be able to convince me to return to sunny Orlando.  And by the way, I don't think that would be all that bad.  I mean sure there would be all those people saying "I thought you were called by God!!" and all I would be able to say back is... "Yeah well I guess he was speaking in spanish cause it's easy to get confused when the maker of heaven and earth speaks softer the sound of a small breeze."  Or maybe it would be easier and quicker to just reply, "You try doing what I did, you will fail. Suck it."  But anyways, even though I would have to deal with all the surprised reactions to my failure, and the past nay-sayers cheering on my loss, it would still feel worth it in a way. I could return home.  I left all the people I know behind! The family, the friends, the girl...

But enough of the pity party, who likes coconuts?