Summer Days...

Summer Days…

My summer is coming to a close and in true CPE fashion, I can’t help but reflect on this time in my life.  I have heard many priests say that CPE is the hardest part of seminary.  I am not sure I completely agree, but it was not easy.  But, in the midst of the pain, suffering, and flat out fear, Jesus always shows up.  It is a lesson that I have to relearn often and constantly be reminded of.  I am different because of this experience.  I am braver, I have reflected on many of my own personal struggles, and I am working on them.  Most of all, I am thankful for the challenges and joys of the summer and I know that I was exactly where I was suppose to be.

Having the honor and privilege of attending General Convention is one that I will never forget.  The Episcopal Church is working hard to come to the table together.  That was made abundantly clear to me at General Convention.  No, we don’t always agree, yes, there are people who are extremely hurt on both sides of many issues, but we as a Church are willing to listen and most importantly extend grace to each other.  Isn’t that exactly what we are called to do?  I am thankful to be a part of a denomination that wants to recognize that we need all voices to make up the Body of Christ.

On Sunday, I preached at Christ Church, Fairfield, Alabama.  Christ Church is an inner city Church in Birmingham, Alabama.  The energy in that holy space was something I have never felt before.  It is a safe space and I was welcomed with open arms.  I received some Amen’s during my sermon, which made me happy.  But more importantly, I was asked to pray with parishioners after the service, right smack in the middle of the parking lot.  It was a moment that I will not forget - God using me as his instrument.  I am so thankful for that opportunity.

I have said this before many, many times, but I have the most incredible parents.  They have made this summer possible for me.  Walks with my Mom, chatting Church talk with my Dad, their never-ending love for me, and their constant and true love for God that they show to everyone they encounter.  I can’t thank them enough for all that they do for me, but I really can’t thank them enough for the pure and constant love that they show me.  Thanks be to God for Polk and Mary Jo Van Zandt!

It is bittersweet to leave Tennessee.  I will miss my family terribly, but I am excited to get back to Austin.  It is time to embrace my wonderful SSW community again and to dig deep into the school year and all that it will offer me.  If I don’t leave, I’ll never get to come back….

Blessings as the ride continues…  Mary Balfour