It’s mildly disconcerting to be in one job and considering others openly, not in the sense of talking up the possibilities, but in the sense that we all know my time is limited in this position and that inevitably I will move on to other fields of service.
It’s also mildly disconcerting to have no idea what that next job might be. I’m not sure Interim Ministry is the best fit for a mother with children who still require educating. There is a measure of anxiety in the unknown, don’t you know.
It’s mildly disconcerting to realize that in ten months of ministry you have won over people you never expected to accept you, much less appreciate you.
And it’s also mildly disconcerting to realize you appreciate them, too.
(This has been a busy couple of days. I hope that regular posting of a reasonably substantive nature will resume soon.)