ACPO and Inductions

So this past weekend found me sleeping little, pacing lots and the whole ordeal set to an absolutely stunning backdrop of carolinian forest filled with deer and rabbits and birds. Canterbury Hills is wonderful (even if the beds are glorified tumbling mats, and my room wasn't really heated...) I hear that the facility (excluding the cabins) is very comfortable. So my lack of sleep had me pretty punchy this morning - good thing the letters had already been written. If you have ever found yourself praying for patience, don't do it before an ACPO conference because it will surely be tested! (ACPO = Advisory Committe on Postulants for Ordination).

And the culmination of many hours of navel gazing and talking about myself (something I find difficult sometimes to do!) is this

This applicant is recommended at this time for postulancy.

The rest of the letter makes me blush, but is wonderfully affirming.

I think the hardest part of the day is knowing that some went away with the opposite kind of letter. One that suggested that their gifts and talents might be better used in a capacity other than priestly ministry. We then had to sit down and have lunch with each other. That was tough. Lives were changed by the simple addition of the word "NOT" in that above sentance. Peoples plans were broken, and part of their tapestry of dreams started to unravel. I keep them in my prayers - and hope that you will too.

My friend was also inducted into her first parish tonight. It was beautiful and moving and Hundreds of people came to show her our love and support for her ministry. We took a bus full of about 40 people and had a great time.

My bed is calling my name - I'm going to go to sleep! Good Night!