The day before I hiked Longs Peak, I stopped to talk with a local expert who had climbed the 14,259-foot summit several times. He knew what I was about to go through. The more he talked, the more my idealism came crashing down. When he said, “Dude, people die on this hike,” the reality began to settle in.
I needed a similar dose of reality when I first said, “I feel called to ministry.” When those words came out of my mouth, I had no idea what they meant. From the outside looking in, ministry seemed like a pretty sweet life—long hours studying the Bible, writing sermons, and having coffee with people. A dream job! Little did I know just how dangerous a call to ministry really is.
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