" But as I’d learned my new trade at a deeper level, I’d discovered that I had not escaped the call to ministry as cleanly as I might have thought. I had not only followed my mother into the classroom but my father into the pulpit, never mind that I preached on weekdays instead of Sundays. There I was, pacing the lecture hall with chalk dust on my pants, day after day. "

― Timothy B. Tyson , Blood Done Sign My Name: A True Story