A few months ago, when I'd meet new people, things would start great. We would talk about weather, Iowa football, or whatever the circumstances we met under were. At some point, however, they would ask me the conversation killer "...so what do you do for a living?" Almost every time I told them the truth about being a Youth Pastor they would change. They may change from someone who was formerly swearing and telling me about their drug use, into a saint that only talks in church language. Or they may change from a pleasant person, into someone that now hates me, because they assume i'm judging them.
I could be writing a blog post about my loss. I once had a title, now I don't. I'm a guy that "is trying to start a church" (it doesn't look good on a business card, I've tried). But I'm not writing that blog post. I'm writing as someone that can now relieve concern by telling people what I do. "What church do I go to? Why? Are you a Pastor or something?" to which I reply, "I'm just a Kirby salesman."
Things have changed for me. My routine is different than when I was paid to vision the future of my ministries. But it works. I am finding out that Kirby salesmen can be in full-time ministry too.
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