Good Day, God!
I discovered that this lovely title had gone unused! And I want to rectify that. Oh, that everyone would have a spiritual director. . . well, especially a low key one like June.
Why? Because we all need help. Well, I need help, God, that’s why for me. I need someone to ask me how I’m doing and to slip in a gentle question that knocks me back off of comfortable dead center.
And — I wish this were not the case — I am a very proud person so I am not going to share well, even with friends who I pray with. Yes, writing this is sort of a confession. VPP do not want to appear pitiful. But, we are. And it is a relief to admit it and get on with whatever . . .
I have wonderful friends who would listen — and I do share a little, but I want to hear them, too. One on one is half half. Or at least that is my goal.
Ah, but with a Spiritual Director I feel free to make it all about me. I have “booked” an hour. And often it takes an hour of my speaking before I hear myself say something that I need to hear. Actually, God, I’m embarrassed to confess that I LOVE having a whole hour to talk about myself and my life and my struggles.
Well, there I am. Self absorbed. Except, God, that phrase is an unkind judgment that is designed to keep us silent. Silence is not a good thing, God! So, help me keep on taking my “inner laundry” to June for washing. . . and help me remember that You want to hear me, too.