Three of our children are at two different Christian camps this week.   Of those three, our youngest camper recently asked me how it was I knew I would be a pastor someday.   My memory instantly transported me back to a balcony seat in the Ridgecrest Baptist Conference Center on a humid North Carolina night in the summer of 1983.   The speaker was from Oklahoma, I recall, and one night during my youth group's week at Ridgecrest I left that seat—at the speaker’s... Read More