The Joy of Anonymity

Confessions of a Retired Pastor

I was hired to help lead a national civil rights organization when I was 23 years old. At an age when most young adults are still discovering who they are, I was thrust into public life. As an activist, I became accustomed to news coverage. I was a frequent guest on television programs. I had my own radio show. Reporters called. Invitations arrived. Mee…