I thought I would give this a go.

I have been sitting around all day for the past three days due to the bug that I am fighting, and sitting here I decided that I would give this a go. So first why the title? I am a third culture kid, which is a person who spent at least one year or more growing up outside your home country. I grew up in five countries and just before my eighteenth birthday moved to my home country, the United States of America to begin my college life. I added pastor to the title because I have often wondered why I ended up working in the church. One idea I came up with is that faith in my family was the one constant in my life. So it has seemed natural that I have become a pastor to have an anchor, which is my faith in my life.
Now that I have lived in the same place for eleven years, the longest I have lived anywhere, I am losing my itchy feet. At the same time my faith is growing deeper. I always enjoyed the thrill of moving to a new place, it was a new adventure for me, I am surprised at what a comfort it is to have some roots planted. The reality is as a pastor my roots are in the church and when I retire I will have to separate myself do to the ethical guidelines of no longer being their pastor. Somewhere in my mind there is the reality that I will not be here forever and there is some grief with that. For now I will focus on the adventure of traveling with the same community and growing in my faith.
What I plan to do is to journey with this blog with my thoughts and musings that will range the gamete of issues. I invite anyone to follow and even dialogue with me if one finds a topic that triggers your thinking. I look forward to the day and weeks ahead.