Trusting Someone Trustworthy
As this year is coming to a close, I’ve been reflecting on how different my life looks on the last day of the year from how it looked on the first day of the year. On January 1, I was still at my Human Resources job, living in a studio in the woods in the Santa Cruz mountains. On December 31, I’m sitting typing this blog post in my dorm room. I’ve finished my first semester of studies for my Master’s of Divinity degree. Although the dorm is almost entirely devoid of students other than me right now, normally I’m surrounded by other students in dorm life, in classes, and in the library, reflecting the spiritual community I’ve so cherished and enjoyed here. Today as I’ve been pondering how the last day of this year is so different from the first day of this year, I’ve been recalling how I felt the same about 2010, the year I entered the Peace Corps. At the beginning of that year, I was still at the lawyer job I’d held for nearly eight years by that point, and I was still living in a...