Happy Birthday Jason... You asked for it.

I packed up my office today. It was my only task as youth pastor. Tomorrow is my final one, picking up kids from camp. A bunch of the stuff I had in my office reminds me of my childhood. The large tub of Legos that I can't let go of, the multiple dolls and superhero action figures used as sermon illustrations. Maybe most importantly, the tub of video game systems and games.

My brother asked a month or two ago about when he could regain control of one of those old systems as he'd been hoping to relive his childhood as well. Now is his turn. It is all packed up, sitting in my garage, waiting for me to remember to give it to him. Have fun Jason. You'll never be consistently better than me at Street Fighter, but you can keep practicing.

It was weird to look in the office after my stuff was gone. My bookshelf empty, no artwork on the walls, no papers on the desk. It looked like an empty canvas, waiting for its new owner. I'm glad that my best friend gets that task. I am excited to see what he can do. I have no doubt that he will be far more successful at that job than I was.