A Letter To a Friend
I woke up at 9:00 this morning, threw some clothes on and headed out the door. I was meeting with the a ministry leader at 9:20 that morning because I had expressed an interest in joining their care ministry at my new church. Just before I left, I sent him a letter that I had written that week for a young man who I had visited in the adolescent psych unit at the hospital. I thought it would give the ministry leader some insight into my interactions with my care receivers, as I had been a Stephen Minister for 5 years and a lay chaplain at my previous church. When I got there, I sat down with the ministry leader. We got to talking and I asked him what he did for work previously. He said he was a pharmacist. Then he said something that perked my ears: He said his first rotation was for a Psychiatric Hospital in Ohio. He said there was razor wire around the high wall surrounding it and double locked doors on every ward. I asked him if it was for peo...
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