From a simple e-mail with instructions and encouragement from friend Christi, I am attempting to start a blog on my excellent, ecclesiastical adventure. There is a good chance I might not figure this out no matter the level of confidence Christi has in my intellectual capabilities...but I have had so much interest in my mid-life metanoia that I thought it might be worth at least trying....that is until the harsh reality of papers, exams, late-night studying and field work comes crashing in....
You're right, Reese, it makes my head hurt when I think of those challenges that lie ahead...so, it is best to stay in the present and let life begin to unfold as God would will it.
Why did I leave a comfortable life in Houston, Texas to attend seminary in Sewanee, Tennessee leading to the Episcopal priesthood? Well, since this is a blog and not a memoir, the best and briefest explanation can be found in a couple of lines from Mary Oliver's poem,
Thirst... "Oh Lord...grant me, in your mercy, a little more time. Love for the earth and love for you are having such a long conversation in my heart. Who knows what will finally happen or where I will be sent, yet already I have given a great many things away, expecting to be told to pack nothing, except the prayers which, with this thirst, I am slowly learning."
