A Funny Thing Happened on My Way to Becoming A Pastor- Part 2- A Discovery and The Downfall Begins

Yesterday in Part 1 of A Funny Thing Happened on my Way to Becoming A Pastor, I shared about the decision to begin to study for ministry and a reading a book that has been key in my life.

Today is Part 2- A Discovery and Downfall Begins.

While I was studying at the school I went to in Minneapolis, a discovery was made at a time some language “experts” would not think possible. I had the wonderful opportunity to study Greek and Hebrew the original languages of the bible. I loved those classes. They were my favorite ones during my time there.

Studying Greek and Hebrew led me to a discovery about myself. I have an aptitude for languages. That discovery would play a role for me later.

In the summer of 1993, I began to feel tired and low on energy. I dismissed it as being out of shape. Beginning in the middle of 1st semester, I began to need a nap every day due to how I was feeling.

During 2nd semester my health kept getting worse. It got to the point that I would fall asleep sitting in a booth in the coffee shop/mailroom area and miss a class.

I had also begun to realize that I would not be able to continue in the denomination the school was a part of due to not being able to affirm core beliefs of the denomination.

By March 1994, I knew I would not be able to finish the semester due to my declining health. I had visited Crystal Lake Free Church and while there felt God calling me to attend First Free Church Lincoln upon my return to my city.

In April 1994, I loaded up my clothes into my Chevette to return to my city. I shared a post a few years ago about that trip- $10 in quarters, A Chevette and 430 miles to go.

I came back to my city thinking I was coming back to die. More on that in my next post.

Thank you for reading. God Bless.