Well, I passed the test to get my license back. I was supposed to call my Dr. for her to sign a paper saying that I could get it back. When I called, the Dr. said that I needed to call Iowa DOT. DOT says they never took my license in the first place. What does this mean? It means I could have been driving the whole time. I didn't know that, but I could have. But, I am glad that I have my license. Now I can drive anywhere I want to. I might drive to Kansas City just because I can!!!
It has been nearly 6 years since I have updated this blog; my apologies. For those that had been following for some time, since I last posted: I stepped down as Senior Pastor at New Covenant church in Knoxville, I moved to Ankeny, Iowa, started a new ministry with St. Croix hospice as Chaplain. I was chaplain with St. Croix for about 4 1/2 years, then in 2020 I moved back to Stratford to pastor First Baptist church. It was a big change going from chaplain work back to the pastorate. I must confess, when I first came (back) to Stratford I was ready to pastor again! I love preaching; I love the ministry of being a pastor, and I love interacting with people long-term. (Being a chaplain is great, but you only interact with a family for a week or so, for some a little longer, but there was a constant upheaval of people and it was exhausting at times...) But, one thing that I have noticed since my stroke is that I get my feeling hurt easily. For instance, people leave the church all the tim