The First Day...orientation

So...did not sleep particularly well, as I had a new alarm clock that wanted to go off every few hours or so. One thing that I should have learned already is to read the directions before trying to use a new appliance.

This is my first official day at Pacific School of Religion, in Berkeley, California. Many would ask, what is this Southern Baptist raised, Lutheran by choice, man with the dream job in Las Vegas, would go back to school at age 47. I actually ask myself the same question every day? Actually, several times a day to be honest.

The answer is both simple and complex. The simple part is there is that yearning deep inside to truly be the man of God that He wants me to be, and to have the skills to lead his people in wonderful new directions. The complex part is that for the first time, I am in an environment where I do not have to prove my right or calling to be here.

For those of you who do not know me, I am a gay man in a VERY committed relationship, called to the pastoral ministry. God led me to this beautiful place, affectionately known by many as HOLY HILL. PSR is a very special place in that its multi-denominational set-up, allows for diversity of thought and heart, while seeing the wonderful things we have in common. And yes...for all of my conservative, fundamentalist friends...they welcome, and affirm who I am as a gay man who is "called."

So that is about it for day one...I am headed off to learn the ins and outs of this special place, and probably write a few checks. God's peace be with you all this beautiful gift of a morning.

Greg