A New Season

Roughly every 6-8 months I am determined to begin blogging again. Usually I post one or two times and let my online writing determination drift away again. If nothing else, the semi-annual timing of my literary inspiration coincides with needed trips to the dentist. So, even if I don't keep up with the blogging sphere, I can remember to call to get my teeth checked every time I am inspired to blog.

In more pressing news, I finished my CPE (Clinical Pastoral Education) Residency last Friday. As I walked about on my last day working at the hospital, I was reminded of the movie "Ocean's 11." Here's what I mean:

In the movie a group of mostly strangers get together, engage in a crazy, adverterous task, and then individually disperse in front of a fountain show in downtown Las Vegas, returning to their individual lives. Minus the whole casino robbing and waterworks display, that kind of resembled my residency.

A group of women came together, most not knowing each other prior, and engaged in ministry, self-discovery, and a certain kind of bonding that comes through difficulty. Then, over the course of the last two days, we individually left the hospital to continue our lives. Fortunately, we have the ability to stay in touch, but, of course, it will be different. It's an interesting thing that a year ago we didn't know each other and now we leave our chaplain positions as sisters.

Well, some are continuing on in the chaplain journey at the hospital. I, however, am busy at school pursuing my Master of Social Work and am sure there will be plenty of adventerous to come with that.

I feel like God is moving in a great and powerful way. But really, should I be surprised? He's God, he's good, and he's taking care of me. And I'm excited to see what he will do in this new season of my life.