One Sunday after church, I saw Wallace Alston, the senior pastor of Nassau Presbyterian Church approaching me. Hoping I wasn’t Alston’s intended conversation target, I made several moves to the left and the right. My attempts at avoiding eye contact didn’t shake him. It was clear he wanted to talk to me.
Without any introduction or greeting, he approached and declared, “Wayne, you belong in Seminary.”
At first I was confused, and looked to either side, as though I was looking for another Wayne he might have been talking about. “Who me?” I responded.