Today I found out that my position at the parish will be ending on June 30th of this year. I have known for about six months that they were going to reformat the position, and I would have to apply for whatever position they finally decided they wanted. It turns out that what the committee has come up with is incompatible with what my families needs and my needs are, and where my charism as a minister is.
I plan to work out the end of my contract, in an uncomfortable truce with Father, as he sort of let me know that he would be happy to see me leave sooner "if I found another position before then". I have work to do until then and I plan to complete it.
I know that God is leading me somewhere new and exciting, I just don't know where that new and exciting place is yet.
Oh won't the journey be fun?