Today the postman brought a letter that set off a wellspring of joy in my heart — word of a friend's forthcoming ordination as a deacon in the Orthodox Church, the next step in his slow and patient journey toward priesthood.
And this month another beloved friend was ordained deacon in the Church of England.
Their sense of purpose and vocation makes me happy, the feeling I see in them of someone who knows who they are and where they're headed. It makes me feel joyous and content, intrigued to see how their journey will unfold, hopeful for the world to have people of faith deepening and advancing their pilgrimage, their calling to love and to serve.
I call down God's blessing upon them, and the companionship of angels as they journey on.
Of more mundane matters, today I have set aside for the charity shop these two items — a spoon and a fork. They were bought (also from a charity shop) for camping and traveling, and as I no longer do either they are redundant now.
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