I'm at the church, where I am hosting an open-attendance meeting for persons dealing with depression in themsleves or someone close to them.
There is no "average" number of attendees, and a week prior to Christmas, I have no way to know who might show up.
I made some chocolate chip cookies, and have coffee and hot water for tea prepared. The condiments, plates and napkins are on the table with the cookies.
Tonight I feel like my work as a priest is to be prepared for the guest(s) who may call, like the biblical virgins keeping their lamps full of oil in order to be ready when the groom arrives.
If someone shows up, then my work as a priest is to love them. First, though, my work is to be ready.
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