... for the way God works in ministry, in relationships. For a gift of listening... which I don't really think is my gift, by the way... which suddenly made itself manifest today with the scariest, crustiest, most difficult Pillar of the Church. I mirrored back something I heard... and was met with a torrent of passionate tears that told me my words had hit home, and that this person feels acknowledged... at last.
Not my gift. God, not me. Thank you. Thank you.