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<h1>Zk | 21</h1>
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<p>I had a sudden memory today, during my final session of the day.</p>
<p>I was seeing a young wolf who was struggling with getting settled in his program at university, and I had a sudden recollection about leaving Saint John&rsquo;s, all those years ago. It was strange to feel that sudden demanding of attention come over me, that sudden rush that required me to think about the past <em>right now</em>, with no recourse to avoid it. It led to an unintended silence between me and my patient.</p>
<p>&ldquo;So, I don&rsquo;t know,&rdquo; he said after the silence grew uncomfortable. &ldquo;What do you think?&rdquo;</p>
<p>I don&rsquo;t remember quite how I came to the decision to share, but I suppose I must have weighed my options and figured it might be worth it to bring the memory into the conversation. Perhaps I thought it would be a piton of shared experience on which to hang some form of step forward for him.</p>
<p>I leaned back in the chair and adopted what I imagine was a thoughtful expression. &ldquo;You know, back before I decided to go into social work, I went to school in order to become a priest. Catholic priests generally get their masters in divinity, which includes a ton of theology &mdash; something I really loved &mdash; and psychology, but also the practical aspects of ministry. I was great at the first two, but the third, well&hellip;&rdquo; I trailed off and gestured at myself.</p>
<p>The wolf cocked his head.</p>
<p>&ldquo;It&rsquo;s difficult to be balance being the leader of a congregation with being an awkward mess in social situations.&rdquo;</p>
<p>He laughed. &ldquo;Okay, yeah, I can see that.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;So, they were nice about it, and we weighed our options,&rdquo; I continued. &ldquo;One option was for me to switch from an MDiv degree to getting a masters in theology, which would be all that intellectual research and navel-gazing that I loved without the pastoral care I was simply not cut out for.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;But you didn&rsquo;t,&rdquo; he hazarded, gesturing at my degree on the wall. <em>Master of Social Work, Univerity of Idaho, Sawtooth.</em></p>
<p>&ldquo;I didn&rsquo;t, no. Another </p>
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