Re-posted from MySpace Blogs:

About a month ago, one of my nightmares came true; I over slept for church.

Now, for your average church goer, this isn’t that big of a deal. The crisis for them lies only in trying to make the decision between staying in bed or showing up late. However, for a minister, there is nothing but panic. This is my job. I’ve got responsibilities. There are places I need to be. There are classes I have to teach. So, I forwent a shower, tried to get my hair in some kind of order, and desperately called my students, hoping I could get a hold of one of them, whilst I broke land-speed records on the way to church. Continue Reading…