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kitewithfish) wrote2010-01-24 05:32 pm
kitewithfish) wrote2010-01-24 05:32 pm
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Today, I had lunch with the other "Young Adults," from church, which is the only group where that phrase does not refer to anyone between 15-20. Because, Hi! At 17, you are not actually anywhere near being an adult in a world where more people go to college supported by their parents, which is what comprises most of my social circle. If you are leaving home and going to work or college on your own dime, then maybe that's a time when you're starting to be an adult, but for most of the people I know, it's an extension of childhood's nurturing space.
Anyhoo, ended up sitting with several other people interested in being ordained and/or going to grad school. It was kind of intriguing, because the only other people I know who were doing this were already in process, in grad school, and most of them were already ordained transitional deacons. Which kind of shows you only one facet of the process. And in any case, I last felt really active in a parish in my first few years of college. I really have not had a lot of good feeling about church since then, and a fair amount of bad feeling from my mom's losing her job. So, it's kind of nice to see it from the perspective of happy people who are interested in their work and want to get something done, and have a good reason to expect that they're going to be able to accomplish something. It's far less depressing than I thought it would be.
Anyhoo, ended up sitting with several other people interested in being ordained and/or going to grad school. It was kind of intriguing, because the only other people I know who were doing this were already in process, in grad school, and most of them were already ordained transitional deacons. Which kind of shows you only one facet of the process. And in any case, I last felt really active in a parish in my first few years of college. I really have not had a lot of good feeling about church since then, and a fair amount of bad feeling from my mom's losing her job. So, it's kind of nice to see it from the perspective of happy people who are interested in their work and want to get something done, and have a good reason to expect that they're going to be able to accomplish something. It's far less depressing than I thought it would be.
"osing her job"
Live in your own reality, not my past. I got further than my mom, who never got past her interview with the bishop! If you allow your own vocation to be governed by "my tragic past," my tragic past is unredeemed for another generation. And I will smack you.