Dreamin'
This past Saturday the seniors seminarians from New York were ordained to the transitional diaconate. I would have liked to have been there, but there was something already on our calendar. Anyway I was talking briefly with one of our brand new deacons, a favorite of mine around here, and he was telling me a little about the ordination. Later, when I was alone, I realized that I don't even think about that anymore...don't daydream about ordination. I used to...when I was going through the process. But it seems to have fallen out of my daydreams - not that there is much time for daydreaming these days. Now it seems that I just plod along from one assignment to the other, one paper to the other, one test to the other. I prepare for my classes as best I can, go and learn all I can and then begin again. But those lovely daydreams about ordination to anything are no longer running in my mental theater. That makes me feel sad. I have lost something that was very wonderful for me; I feel like I am missing a special bit of joy in my life right now.
Did okay on my Old Testament mid-term. Between my test and a brief paper I have a good solid "B" in that class. There is a long paper and a final for that so there is room for improvement. All that is left for New Testament is a paper on a section of scripture. I have lots of materials gathered, now I just need some time to start going over, around, and through it all. We have a philosophy paper as well - 20 pages. I don't even understand the question so I am at a loss as to how to write a paper about it. Well, there is time for clarification - or a miracle! Right now, I just do not want to discuss Church History!
My next door neighbor is away at a conference this week, so it is quiet and a bit lonely. She and I have great laughs together. She is a good companion and friend to me and I feel blessed to know her. I'll be glad when she gets back next week. She is a bundle of energy and fun. It's kinda' hard to have fun on your own. After all, if you do too much laughing all by yourself people may start to wonder, and I remember from nursing school what the inside of those "special" hospitals look like!
One of my classmates and a good friend moved his partner and their dog, Franklin (yup, he's a Scottie), out from the midwest this past week while we were on break. We are all so happy for them that they can be together again and not have to live so very far apart. They both look so happy today...and I cannot wait to meet Franklin.