Shivering Thread of Random Facts LX

My wife has done two stints in hospital chaplaincy - one in Illinois years ago, and one more recently in Rhode Island. She would come home and unburden herself on me sometimes because she would be questioning whether what she had said and done was really helping people. But she also talked about people who felt helped by her and thanked her for it.

 

I had forgotten the right word - chaplain! Surely your wife realizes some people are asses no matter what...at least I hope she knows that. Jesus Christ could come down and promise some people the key to heaven and there would be those that would whine and complain about it, I am sure.

I was in the hospital several days and they sent me an evaluation form after I got home. I made sure and specifically stated what a fine chaplain Ms. Golightly was.

 

Golightly is a pretty good name, all righty.

My wife would need to minister to patients and families of different religious faiths. As a Unitarian Universalist, and as someone who has run the gamut of religous seeking herself, from conservative Christianity to Hinduism, she's uniquely qualified to serve this way. She even ministered to an atheist once. She tried to find some way to lift his spirits that didn't involve invocation of any kind of deity, and she found a way that he seemed to genuinely appreciate.

 

There are those who are called and serve humanity in very loving and humble ways.

Not all ministers are like the stereotypical t.v. evangelists.

Even though I may not share the particular set of beliefs that other lightworkers do, I recognize them as a part of the great light. I welcome them, embrace them, and feel blessed by them.

That's what "Namaste" is about.

 

Exactly, Aeri! A person doesn't have to believe exactly as I do for me to appreciate and welcome them.

I'm not "welcoming" to someone who practices the dark arts, and that is it. (and I do mean black magick - of which I have come across several followers )

 

One of my wife's essays that I proofread this evening mentioned that "Namaste" is one of her favorite greetings. As she mentioned in her essay, the meaning of the word translates to something like, "The divine presence in me acknowledges the divine presence in you."

 

Nice...



Cheers Glen.

 

i guess some chaplain work is good

i know if i was close to death and noticed a chaplain administering the last rites to me... it would make me try my best to not die just so i could get up and punch them in the face


dont take it so personal

 

It's just...you have no idea what I've been through.

 

I Would Feel An Overwhelming Feeling Of Peace, And As I Closed My Eyes

For The Last Time I Would Give Them A Smile, And Whisper

Thank You....



Cheers Glen.

 

shit my fucken pants today. fuck

 

You Informed Us Of This Unfortunate Event Many Hours Ago, Why Do

You Feel The Need To Spoil Our Day For The Second Time...



Cheers Glen.

 

keep up with ur little miss priss attitude and ill spoil your day tommorwo as well

 

I just shit my fucken pants. fuck.

 

Go Ahead, Make My Day...



Sneers Glen.

 

you did too?? :love:

this is me right now

 

So Nothings Really Changed Huh....??



Cheers Glen.

 

just had porridge for breakfast.

oh and i shit my pants.