Could I be a pastor?

I had the strangest feeling yesterday while on my way to work at my corporate job. All of a sudden, I thought, "I should be a pastor." For some reason my vision pictured my blond-haired, blue-eyed, Caucasian self preaching to a group of blacks in the Caribbean.

Crazy! I have the most difficult time evangelizing to anyone in the first place. Perhaps it was just the below-zero weather here in Minneapolis that was causing me to think of warmer climates. . .or maybe I really could be a pastor at some point in my life.

I think that I'll start with a short-term mission trip and see how that goes first.