The Landing

I started my 300 hour CADC internship yesterday.   In exactly the right place, at exactly the right time, exactly the right people.   I went to internship seminar and there it was again:  I may have suspected, but I didn*t know until I got there, both places.  

(This feels like one of those Dr. Seuss reflections, or possibly something from the Gospel of John, or Paul.  I*ve never put the three in one sentence together.  I wonder if they would like it.  I wonder if they all hoped what they wrote was comprehensible.)

Can you tell?  I love the new beginning.

Sometimes God lands me

In the exact situation

Where I can learn exactly

What I need to know

But never knew I needed to be there

To learn it

Until I got there

And knew.

Sometimes, often,

I learn it as I go,

Find the particulars

Later.

I know it is exactly the right place

With the right people.

They may even have tiny offices

Without windows,

Whiteboards with the names of people

On the wall.

But there is laughter between

The tiny offices,

When someone goes out for coffee,

They bring a cup in

For the person left behind,

With just enough cream,

The way he likes it.

I know you know what I mean.

Sometimes you have to be there

To know what being there

Exactly means.

Sometimes God lands you

And you just have to be there

To know

It is exactly the right place.