I am beginning anew literally. I have moved from a place I lived for over thirty years to a place where I know my wife and little else. It is as if I am before a blank page wondering what to write and at the same time wondering if I want to write at all. After all how many people want to attend to a still small voice, when they are more comfortable with a script already written for them.
One of the questions I face is my identity in relation to a whole new group of people. I am a work in process. My ordination is a core value. I have let the identity of having a history of mental illness slip into the background. It is well with my soul.