Death, Good Friday, and All the Feels
I spent time as a hospital chaplain-in-training while in seminary, and I was blessed with this incredibly thoughtful supervisor named Eileen. She served as a chaplain for decades, and had an unsettling amount of wisdom, strength, and gravitas for someone who wore flared skirts and flowered cardigans. During our weekly supervisory meetings I would inevitably start crying … More Death, Good Friday, and All the Feels