Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Still alive, still making friends. Things are rolling along. I'm feeling more and more settled in the Seattle area. We're enjoying checking out the local flavors. In some ways, this place is just like San Diego, and in others, not so much. The job is going well - my case load is building its way up to 40 clients. Some more intense than others. It's amazing how resilient some people can be. I interviewed a couple of clients yesterday, using a form survey that the county requires, and both of these folks - who have spent most or all of their adult lives in jail/prison - reported to me that they like themselves and feel very hopeful about their future.
I'm feeling hopeful about my own. I'm in an information gathering phase right now, thinking about a decisive direction for the immediate future. I think I'll have a pretty good idea what that'll look like within the next couple of weeks. In the meantime, I'm spending time this Passion week in the various gospel accounts of the trial and crucifixion of Jesus. It's somber. The other day I overhead one of my colleagues in the office asking someone, "Why is it called Good Friday? What's so good about it?" While I know that the correct answer does indeed make it very good, it still strikes me as a good question. What's so good about the pure, innocent, Son of God dying? I'll feel better about things on Sunday.
Peace
