I've always been spiritual. I've always conversed with my creater in a deep and real way. Ever since I was a little girl. I remember offering flowers to God in prayer, burying them in the ground with a placemarker rock, to find the hole empty the next day. All my life I've walked with God.
But this has been one fudged up year... That changed everything. A close loved one was murdered and the crawl to justice continues. When we realized she wasn't coming home after being missing was when I stopped praying. One year ago. That's when I halted all communication with my God. I believe in divine intervention, she was such a beautiful soul, why wasn't she saved? Why was she stolen? My anger and grief consumed me. And in many ways it still does.
I abandoned religion long ago, I've floated as a church of one for years. I've always felt a spiritual calling but I had no one to appoint me. But I believe, we ALL have the authority to be of the cloth. But not everyone has the calling, or the courage.
Becoming ordained has repaired something within my soul. In taking this divine office, I feel I've communed with my higher self in a deep way. I'm ready to continue my journey, to move forward. And I'm ready to use the gifts God has given me to bless others, instead of letting them atrophe and lie dormant.
I became ordained this week. I prayed for the first time in a year this week. My walk isn't perfect, I'm not perfect. But I'm a real person. I have a pure heart. And I'm ready to serve.
