rubbed off its growing edges? Although I have learned to keep my emotions in check in public, does my soul still weep when a saint dies, a youth rebels, or a soul strays? Have I touched the holy so many times that I am no longer in awe when I stand behind the pulpit, bless the Bread and Cup, and baptize the new believer? I hope I am the same person! The process of writing Your Ministry’s Next Chapter has confirmed to me that the stages of life require me to change my approach to ministry but not