This God-stuff was
serious to me (folks in my family sometimes say I
"think too much") and I took it seriously.
After college and
graduate school I began my work life and my formal duties
in the church. I was elected a leader in the church,
taught Sunday School, and tried to serve as best I could
while chugging along through life.
After a decade or so
in the work world, I left corporate life to begin a new
life as a trainer and consultant. I also began a new
chapter in my spiritual life. I volunteered to serve
fulltime--with no salary--running a capital campaign
for a faith-based non-profit. This time in my life was
monastic novitiate, and it changed my life.
I entered spiritual
direction and--after some years of discernment--began
to train as a spiritual director myself. I attended seminary and
completed a certificate program in spiritual direction. I
fell in love with liturgy and embraced liturgical worship
and the life of sacraments.
All this is details,
though. What counts is the dance.
I still dance with the
One who made me, knows me, loves me and wills only good
for my life. Sometimes I dance far, sometimes I dance
near. And always I yearn to be subsumed into God or, as
Saint Aelred said, into "that--beyond which--there is
I long for the day
when I can dance into the arms of God forever--and into
the presence of One who loves me wholly and Holy, always
and in all ways.