For those of you following the progress of Aunty Florence – while I was down in the OR on Friday, the ward called. She was ready to be discharged. So after work, I took her back home to the care home. Then went to arrange for the changes in medications. Saturday, I was in Saskatoon but I called and she seems to be doing well.
However with our frigid temperatures I decided we would not tempt fate and have her come out to church this morning. It was such a cold wind that it chilled a person to the bone – and her bones are frail enough on a warm day!
Yesterday was the third meeting with my supervisor in spiritual direction out of the four meetings required for the course I am taking. Only one left to meet the requirements. Already I am hoping that the relationship we have begun to build will continue.
One of the things I appreciate the most is the encouragement she gives me. Perhaps she is one of those people with the gift of encouragement. Whatever – that is what happens.
I can remember the first meeting when there were four potential supervisors in the room and I was discussing what I needed with them. Something about Marijka seemed to say “Choose me. We could do this together.” That connection drew me to her and, as well, she was the most accommodating for times we could meet.
It has been a good thing. Trust has grown between us and in that trust I have been able to discuss openly where I feel I’ve listened well and where I have not; where I have fallen into my personal pitfall – that tendency to need to fix things, to make it all better, and where my own insecurities hovering close to the surface have kept me from paying attention to God.
I don’t know that I have ever before experienced quite this kind of relationship – encouraging, sharing, teaching and leading me into this new role that I am being trained for. It is like having a private tutor. But better.