Today is one of those mornings when I'm off on a trip. That means packing a bag, turning off the alarm clock, changing the voice mail message, taking out the garbage, hitting the road for a week or two.
There's something about this process, even if I'm only going to some tedious workshop somewhere, that makes me feel curiously alive and optimistic. Maybe that's why the Holy Spirit made me want to join an itinerant order.
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