It’s been a strange week, one way or another. After 20+ years, Jan’s and my marriage has finally come to an end; not my choice, but ultimately inevitable.
This is not the place to go into details, but after all has been said and done, we are the best of friends. Our lives are going to diverge, and neither of us knows quite where they will lead us, though for Jan there is a clear “best outcome”. For myself, I know that the rest of the years left to me must be lived in obedience to God’s call to a life of prayer as a Franciscan. How that will work in practice it is far, far too early to say. I have all manner of praying, and talking, and investigating to do.
Next week I am going to Hilfield Friary for a few days. This is the season of Pentecost, no question about that. There’s an old Vineyard worship song with the chorus: “Stand back, and let you move… Stand back, and see what you will do…” Quite.