One of my grandfather's favorite songs was a haunting Appalachian gospel song called "Wayfaring Stranger".
It's opening line speaks of both the difficulties and trials we sometimes face in this world, but it also points to a day and time in which everything will be made right and good: "I am a poor, wayfaring stranger, traveling through this world below. There is no sickness, toil or danger, in that fair land to which I go."
As an itinerate United Methodist pastor, I think I've pretty much got the traveling part down pat (not to mention the difficulties and trials). But as a follower of Jesus and heir of John Wesley, I am called to work for the day, live for the day, and travel toward the day in which there will be no more difficulties and trials, no sickness, toil or danger. That great and glorious day when the kingdom of this world will become the Kingdom of our Lord and his Christ and that "fair land" the song speaks of will be realizaed in all its glory and blessedness.
And that's essentially what this blog will be about: journal entries from a Wayfaring Pastor traveling through this world on the way to the Kingdom.
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