You have quite a treasure there in that Horadric Cube!

I am certain that such a line will still spark fond memories in 40 years.

On another note, I still marvel at how much a little name tag can influence people. Just having the words "Chaplain" hanging off my collar opens doors (literal and metaphorical) I would never be privvy to. Those doors are often scary however, and I am required to go in them no matter what may lay on the other side. I feel Jeremiah's lament:

"Ah, Sovereign LORD," I said, "I do not know how to speak; I am only a child." (Jeremiah 1:6)

And I must admit, I can hear God's reply just as clear as bell as well:

But the LORD said to me, "Do not say, 'I am only a child.' You must go to everyone I send you to..." (Jeremiah 1:7)

People have asked - on numerous occasion - if such work is draining. I suppose it could be for some. Some situations never get easy. And I pray that they never will. The moment a chaplain walks into another person's crisis and thinks its easy, or is "just another day", is the moment, in my opinion, they need to step back and take a break (possibly a complete leave). While indeed there are some calls, even days, that are very rough, there are as many, if not more, that I leave seeing the patient in a far better place than when I walked in.

In the end, what gives the most endurance, strength, and passions is that I am required to only push the boulder, not move it (which will be the topic and explained in another entry).