I have always been a tall pastor. I was 5'2" in the 3rd grade! Now I am a tall, divorced pastor after 32 years of marriage. Put that under the category Never Thought That Would Happen In a Million Years. I know you have categories like that too like Wow I Wish I Didn't Do That or Man That Sucked. Suffice it to say I didn't see it coming, but here we go! I have failure and shame that goes along with it, of course. Try not to assume what I mean by that! I have been convicted and even sick as a result. A few years ago I lost 100 pounds! You know it's bad when you end up in the fetal position around the toilet in a bathroom stall. My mental health was shot. I was confused. I couldn't be trusted to go the grocery store or manage the finances. I lost my job. That's my "dark night of the soul", but praise God, it wasn't the end of the story. Wherever you are, it's not the end of the story either. Now I'm on a quest to finish my life stro...