Someone submitted my name to the Associate Pastor Nominating Committee of First Presbyterian Church in New York City.

The last time I got an inquiry from a search committee, I knew who had put my name in. This time I have no clue.

I feel bemusedly paranoid about that.

And tempted... but only slightly.

The long-term goal is to downshift, you see. Which wouldn't be difficult to do, given where I am now. Pretty much the only place that would not be a step in that direction would be... well, New York.