Pre-reqs to moving to the middle of nowhere and "learning about rural ministry"
1) buy a car
2) snow tires... chains... deer whistles... bumper stickers... this car needs accessories.
3) throw myself going-away parties
4) compulsive shopping for commentaries (what will I ever do, away from my theological library??)
5) oh, maybe I should pack.
6) TELL ALL MY FRIENDS TO WRITE ME
In conclusion: my feet aren't exactly on the ground. I'm a little distracted by the details and not entirely focused on the enormity of the task at hand (uproot my LIFE? what?)