Seventeen years of wonderful friends, mentors, and colleagues … and with God’s help more to come.
I’m cleaning out clutter, so I can have room to think in 2018.
I found an old journal with prayers and reflections. Seventeen years ago, apparently I confided in a friend that I felt like a wimp. My friend said, “A wimp wouldn’t have gone all the way to Yale Divinity School to enter what is basically a man’s field.”
Today there are a lot of women in ministry, but times were different almost two decades ago. In those 17 years, I have received so much from women colleagues and mentors. (Yes, from men colleagues and mentors too!) I’ve been privileged to walk with women seminarians and new pastors. Resources for women in ministry are a lot more abundant than they were 20, 30, 40 years ago.
It’s not a career for wimps, that’s for sure. But we all wimp out from time to time, and God works through others’ words of wisdom to strengthen us.
I thought about throwing the journal away, but I think I’ll keep it. Might need to flip to that page again.