"So that's the situation" I said "I don't know where we go from here. I just ask you to pray."
"Don't worry, I shall certainly do that." said the Archdeacon.
It was an odd conversation to be having really. I hadn't really spoken to my own Archdeacon about it all, and here I was on the phone to an Archdeacon in a diocese over a hundred miles away.
"When will you have a clearer idea about what's happening?" he asked.
"Well my Diocese was supposed to be getting back to me in January but that was nearly two months ago, so I don't know. They seem to be talking to everyone except me!"
He laughed on the end of the phone.
"Do you have a CV you can send me?" he asked.
"A CV? Um....I don't know. I think I need to update my old one. It's been a while since I was looking for a job. I'll have a look."
"How are you fixed at the moment?"
"Um, well I'm quite busy, but I can always find a space. What did you have in mind?"
"Well" he paused "the Bishop would like meet you..."