When it's been a long day, a few sips of beer can produce bizarre trains of thought.
It's hard to know how to describe my job. Pastor? Preacher? Priest?
This guy who came to Tuesday Crossroads suggested I write up business cards with bizarre names such as 'Spiritual Guidance Expert' or something.
Then, somehow, I decided on Monday night that I like the word 'Expositor'. I am The Expositor. I like it because it's an alien word that needs explaining, rather a familiar but misunderstood word that need redefining. I like it because it centres on the ministry of the word. I like it cause it sounds similar to Exterminator.
The Expositor II: Judgement Day
