As I drove to work this morning, I saw a number of turtles in the middle of the road. They were just haning out there, perhaps crossing from one side to the other. Do they realize how dangerous that is? Do they understand how quickly they could be smashed flat by an oncoming car?
As a pastor, that is how I've been feeling lately. I'm stuck in the middle. I have been given a job to do, even if it's just crossing from one side to the other, but I have people coming at me from all directions threatening to smash me flat.
But as the turtles cross the road no matter the danger, so I feel that my job is important. I feel that it is my calling. And so I, too, cross the road, no matter the danger.
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