I originally went into vocational ministry, at least in part, out of a desire to do something meaningful with my life. I wanted to be sure I didn't waste my existence on this planet.
My move out of vocational ministry is the logical "next step" in my journey. (That's a short summary of volumes of thought over months of time.)
Yet I do have a bit of fear that my new life routine, which will include quite a full schedule between work, and kids, and extended family, etc., will be so set in stone that I won't be free enough to question whether it is a meaningful use of life or not. That is both good and bad.
But still, I've come to understand that one's perspective on the little things in life as what really matters. Everyday conversations can start ripple effects that change the world every bit as much (if not more so) than grand orations under bright spotlights.
My identify has really not changed in the past 15 years. I'm a missionary to the postmodern world (or however I would word that at this point in my life). My primary community is my wife and two kids. I have several evolving layers of extended community (both my & Rebekah's families; my neighborhood full of neighbors I already know better than my last several neighborhoods; my soon-to-be professional circles; my old friends who I still bump into from time to time, etc.).
It should be interesting to see how all this goes over the next few years. I aimed toward this on purpose. Being here seems surreal, though.
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