I’m posting this link to Timothy Egan’s column in the NYT today, grateful for the timing of its appearance.
I’ve spent today with six years of paperwork spread out on the massage table that doubles as an extra horizontal surface in our condo.
Six years of correspondence with the UUA’s Ministerial Credentialing Office. Six years of status reports and required forms. CPE evaluations. Psych evals. Life and vocation examined, and examined again. A winding road that has begun to feel like a tightly-wound spiral staircase. Commitment and despair, chasing each other’s tail.
Today was about commitment. About asking for the help that will propel me forward. About clarity, and the courage to see in myself the minister everyone else sees.
So I’m thankful for this celebration of second acts. Here’s to believing that the promise I showed as a young Presbyterian minister will be fulfilled in greater depth and maturity as a 40-something UU minister, and beyond.