{Soliciting the Future}[7th March 1990]

[Redbook7:80-81][19900307:2322]{Soliciting the Future}[7th March 1990]

19900307.2322

When I saw the referees’ form for the Church, on Sunday,* I felt physically ill: disorientated and peculiar. This, and overwhelming tiredness, lasted through Monday: what kind of a Church is this? On Monday night I went to bed {saying}** inwardly: I’ll do whatever you want me to do... (or something similar). On Tuesday, the day of our exploratory drive to England, I woke up quite calm with the original idea that I should become a Solicitor*** (ie instead of a Barrister)**** and work for a firm of Solicitors. Within hours I had rung up the Law Society# and found that it might be possible; I have already started re-reading old legal books, for background.

Of all the towns we visited on Tuesday – Hereford, Ledbury, Malvern, Worcester, Evesham, (Eckington village,) and Tewkesbury were the others – only one really appealed to both of us, and that was the one I particularly wanted to see: Pershore.#*

I feel that I should, if I can, stick to my declared intention and pursue my application for ordination as far as it will take me, however uncomfortable it may become (however uncomfortable?).#** The concentration of the mind has been useful, in terms of study; there is also the faint possibility that what I have said, and/or have to say, might actually be useful to the Church....#***

*[4^th March 1990; the date of this journal entry, the 7^th, was a Wednesday]

**[ms originally had ‘asking’]

***[an Attorney, in other jurisdictions]

****[as the writer then was; an Advocate, in other jurisdictions]

#[The Solicitors’ professional body]

#*ref III. [[Redbook3:164-166][19870410:1000]({Dream of} PERSHORE)[10th April 1987]&f,] 164

#**(I think that it could become very uncomfortable indeed.)

#***{cf [[Redbook7:115-121][19900404:1531]{The Church and I}[4th April 1990],] 118}

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