Yet in the midst of that, I feel like actual work is being done. Not just patting people on the shoulder and making them feel better, but uncovering scars and wounds and actually dealing with them--moving toward a path of recovery and hope. And it makes me wonder what hard conversations I need to have with myself. Something for my spiritual director and I to talk about, I guess. Where is the work that God is trying to do in me (and on me!)?
Today I'm praying for Lizzie and Jessica as they begin Duke Divinity School. I can't imagine 3 years that were more work...or more rewarding when the work was done, hard conversations and all.