I started my call as a pastor 22 years ago this month. I can’t remember the day; could be the 15th. But, I didn’t really think of it. In fact, this is the first time I can think of when I didn’t think of it. Weird.

It’s not a countdown to retirement. I can’t imagine what that term means. I do have a sense of discomfort knowing there is so much I wish to be part of and will God keep me healthy enough to thrive? If this is what is called “half time,” then why can’t it be “a third of the way?” If I am going to reach my 90′s I don’t want to stop thinking. Connecting. Influencing. Leading. I’m just starting to get in the swing of things, now. I have a lot more learning time coming up. Third of the way, it is.