I'm at Princeton Seminary--my alma mater--preaching for the BGLASS week. This is intriguingly weird: this is a place where I had a great educational experienced, married, no children, and ready to be made a Minister of the Word and Sacrament.
Now there is "me," and it is not the same "me" who was here from 1980 to 83. But it is the same me in a lot of ways, just older, truer, more honest.
I preach tomorrow at the concluding worship.