This has been probably one of the few times I've stayed up past 2:30 since I came back home from Virginia. And I really don't want to sleep just yet. Sure, I'm super exhausted, every bone in my body aches, and there is no reason why I should lay down on my makeshift bed to go to sleep for a handful of hours just to start a new day.
I realized it has been 10 weeks since I left Virgina. I miss it dearly. I am homesick for the life I had over in Virginia, and memories pop up left and right, and I itch to sit down and have a deeply rooted conversation about a person's life and how God is a part of the madness. Though I run with my arms wide open towards what I have now - a loving church and an amazing ministry with an amazing staff, a family and girlfriend whom I (try to) see once a month, and an abundance of love - i do look over my shoulder, wondering if I will have an opportunity to do Chaplaincy once again. I miss my supervisor/fellow office chaplains, my peers who were residents and in the program. I miss saying hi to medical staff, walking up and down the hospital, wearing a beeper, sitting in drug dependency group sessions, and just being in a room with a person.
But like I said, I am a better person. Although I itch to have those deep conversations, I realize that I can read people a lot clearer and understand their emotions with some clarity. I understand that my need to do stuff around the church is greater than my time or resources will always allow, and so my practice in self-care has been more important than ever. And that my memories of Virginia will always be a source of inspiration, both in my ministries that I am doing now and in the future, as well as my faith journey to take the path that God leads you.
I realized it has been 10 weeks since I left Virgina. I miss it dearly. I am homesick for the life I had over in Virginia, and memories pop up left and right, and I itch to sit down and have a deeply rooted conversation about a person's life and how God is a part of the madness. Though I run with my arms wide open towards what I have now - a loving church and an amazing ministry with an amazing staff, a family and girlfriend whom I (try to) see once a month, and an abundance of love - i do look over my shoulder, wondering if I will have an opportunity to do Chaplaincy once again. I miss my supervisor/fellow office chaplains, my peers who were residents and in the program. I miss saying hi to medical staff, walking up and down the hospital, wearing a beeper, sitting in drug dependency group sessions, and just being in a room with a person.
But like I said, I am a better person. Although I itch to have those deep conversations, I realize that I can read people a lot clearer and understand their emotions with some clarity. I understand that my need to do stuff around the church is greater than my time or resources will always allow, and so my practice in self-care has been more important than ever. And that my memories of Virginia will always be a source of inspiration, both in my ministries that I am doing now and in the future, as well as my faith journey to take the path that God leads you.
