From the final
FLGBTQC (Friends for Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, and Queer Concerns) worship at
FGC Gathering this summer:
I am so tired physically. And yet I do not feel depleted. I feel full.
It has been so long since I felt full in this way. I think that often I am reaching because my spiritual reserves or reservoirs feel empty. And yet as exhausted as I am I do not feel depleted; I feel abundant. I feel filled.
I'm thinking about how wonderful working with [a particular group of people in Edinburgh] has felt. And yet after, I feel in myself that reaching, because doing that work with those lovely people feels like a scarcity. A wonderful drink of cold, clear water, leaving me wanting more, to drink until I am not thirsty.
My spiritual hunger has been fed this week.
In so many ways.
And it is wonderful.
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