I got the phone call tonight: my first onsite interview is scheduled.

For mid-June. This past weekend I graduated (more soon, incl. pix). Next weekend is free for me, but it’d be pretty hard to get something lined up that soon. The following weekend is Memorial Day, then Pentecost, and then, finally, we have two available Sundays.

Finding a calling in this denomination– Oh well, people manage to do it, somehow. But if they love me, and I love them, that weekend, and assuming that we can negotiate terms of call in zero time, then it will be all we can do to get moved out of here before the housing office calls the sheriff.

Plus, now I have too much time to fret over my neutral-pulpit sermon.