I'm having a quick cup of coffee before I head out to the hospital to get there around 5:45 to be with a parishioner who is going in for tests. I spend last evening at church, decorating for Advent. I didn't get Friday off because I did a funeral. And this is only the beginning of Advent. I hate Christmas because I never get a chance to enjoy the season. I'm single with a grown son. I don't know how clergy with children get through this season. Or those with parents who need care. My prayers are with my brothers and sisters in this season.
This is the hardest job I have ever done. And I think most folks think it is easy.