Piece 1 of a Puzzle still being Put Together

This summer I am working at UNC Hospital as a chaplain as part of CPE, which stands for Clinical Pastoral Education.  It is a great chance to get experience in the hospital and test the waters of chaplaincy to help me discern if that is truly where God is calling me.  While it continues to be downright exhausting, I am absolutely loving working as a chaplain.  I consider it a great privilege and gift to be able to sit with people in such a vulnerable, sacred space.  The stories I have heard, the people I have met, and the miracles I have already seen happen cannot even be put in to words.  I don't want to over-romanticize it either - so far, my summer as a chaplain is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.  When I get home from my days, I am tired to the bone, and often find myself falling asleep in the recliner in our living room or laying down on the end of my bed.  And it's not just physically tiring, but emotionally taxing as well.  Me and my group joke that CPE really means crying people everywhere, which is often all too true.