Wandering on Purpose

The Son do still move...

Can I confess something to you? 

You have to pinky promise not to tell anyone. 

Sometimes, I wonder if I’ve gone too far. 

Let me back up. I remember the first time I said I wanted to be a preacher. 

I was in elementary school. I told my parents. While my mother likes to tease me about the fact that (after a monumental detour) I ended up a preacher after al…