A little beaten down

It hasn't been the kind of day that leads to pleasant dreams. My car is still overheating and needs a costly repair. My car wouldn't shift out of park this morning and is still stuck in the garage, but that's not what is bothering me. God will take care of my transportation needs (although I will be disappointed if that means depending on other people for rides for a whole year) and it'll be okay. Right now I'm just really longing for a conversation with someone who's not a seminarian - or at least someone who isn't going to act like a seminarian for a little while. Theology matters, I know, and it is good to come to conclusions even on what is not explicit in Scripture in order to discern false teaching or misguided methodology. However, sometimes I'd just like to hear someone say "I don't know" or "I don't understand" and acknowledge the mystery of God's ways. When hearing about my background, I wish someone would engage with me a little bit and try to draw out some strengths of traditions I come from instead of ignoring them or laughing at perceived flaws in them. And, just from overhearing conversations, I'm thinking that there are few people harder on people in ministry than people in ministry.

I'm tired, and I know it. Plus, this is not a typical week. My main mentor/boss is out of town this week, so I'm working with other people. Plus, Debbie and Eric aren't home this week, so I'm all by myself. I know that simple isn't necessarily more holy, but I long for a conversation with someone who doesn't seem to have it all figured out.