I started the day Friday with morning mass at the parish here. Sr. Rita introduced me to the pastor who assured me that I would love it here. "God's country," he said. He might be right.
As I move from place to place and begin to pray more seriously about where I might be called in ministry after this year of the novitiate, I can get excited about possibilities. Sometimes I have to slow down (whether I want to or not), but it leaves me open to broader vision, hopes for not only the immediate, but for where the moments of the immediate could lead. Sometimes the moments don't always make sense, as I would imagine might have been the case for Jesus especially in the stories of Lent, but the larger picture has great potential.