Back in the summer when I decided to move from Virginia Beach and the amazing church I get to pastor to Las Vegas to start a new church on the Strip, I knew it would be an adventure. What I didn’t realize is that I’d end up homeless.

Okay, I’m not truly homeless, but the home I own at the moment is in Vegas, and I am a long way from there. We had to move out of our house on December 18th, and will move in to the new one January 16th, so we have a month of living with friends and family.

Fun? Not the best word for it. Interesting? Yeah, that’s better.

So if you drive past a guy with a “Will Work For Food” sign, look close, might just be me…