“You don’t seem like a preacher, at least not a typical one. You’re ‘the real deal.’”
The comment, coming from an inmate in jail, I took as a compliment, although I frequently ask myself if I’m really real.
His comment was followed by a question: “How did you ever get to be a preacher in the first place?
I was tempted to ask, “Do you think I should have been something else?”