So I get home yesterday and I go to check the mail. I like to do this first just to see if there's any letters concerning employment, but today there was none. Which is a good thing. Usually when you get a letter from somewhere you applied, it's a "Hey I think you're nice and all but let's just be friends" letter. But there was something else in the mail for me. It was addressed to "Pastor Adam Davis." You wanna talk about being freaked out. I've heard those words used before but now it was in writing...with certification!
That's just weird for me. I mean, if you would have asked me 6 years ago if I would ever be referred to that, I would say you're an idiot and probably throw in a few obscene hand gestures while having the melodic sounds of Limp Bizkit playing in my head (I used to be a fan, I know it's sad). And here I am now. It's just weird for me to hear that. I mean, I'm just now adjusting to having an authoritative position in a church. I mean, you want to talk about major adjustment last Sunday. I mean, who am I? I'm just anti-social loser from a small town that couldn't take it anymore and just decided to go to church one day.
Growing up is so weird.
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