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<title>Zk | 21</title>
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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>
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<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’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>
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<p>“So, I don’t know,” he said after the silence grew uncomfortable. “What do you think?”</p>
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<p>I don’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>
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<p>I leaned back in the chair and adopted what I imagine was a thoughtful expression. “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 — something I really loved — and psychology, but also the practical aspects of ministry. I was great at the first two, but the third, well…” I trailed off and gestured at myself.</p>
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<p>The wolf cocked his head.</p>
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<p>“It’s difficult to be balance being the leader of a congregation with being an awkward mess in social situations.”</p>
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<p>He laughed. “Okay, yeah, I can see that.”</p>
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<p>“So, they were nice about it, and we weighed our options,” I continued. “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.”</p>
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<p>“But you didn’t,” he hazarded, gesturing at my degree on the wall. <em>Master of Social Work, Univerity of Idaho, Sawtooth.</em></p>
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<p>“I didn’t, no. Another </p>
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<p>Page generated on 2021-04-20</p>
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