HUGE day for me (and for the whole of the Obscurae really) this past Sunday. After 18 months, my church successfully voted in a new pastor. (In the UCC, we make an offer…the candidate accepts it contingent upon congregational vote, so it really was in our hands) Not a moment too soon as far as I’m concerned. I love this church…I was raised in it…my mom was raised in it…my kids have been raised in it, but the past year, especially the last month, has tested my mettle, as the lay leadership (Lay leader? Me?! Yeah, I have no idea how the H#$L that happened either!!) has been called to do more and more. I was seriously close to being “churched out.” I realized last Thursday – at the beginning of a monster weekend of activities – that the only time I have vertigo attacks anymore is when I’m at church or discussing church business. Yeah…not good.
I met our new Pastor at about 8:30, with a G in my right hand and an F# in my left as he lead the chime choir in prayer before our performance. I met him again at 8:40 when I hooked him up to the lapel mike and requested that he turn it off when he wasn’t actively speaking since it piggy backs on the audio port for any computer generated music. Then we connected again at 9:06 when I handed him a handheld mike after said lapel mike sent up a horrendous cacophony when he switched it on…I am co-chair of the technology team. When he officially begins in November, I imagine I’ll also “meet” him again as the Director of the K-6th Grade and 7-12th Grade youth group.
I’ve been “wearing so many hats.” I’m tired, and I’ve begun to actively resent the time I spend…so has my family. My commitment to service hasn’t wavered, but I was practically wriggling at the vote and the inspiration and rejuvenation that a charismatic new leader could bring to this place I care about so much. It was like a load had been lifted from my shoulders.
That lightness has continued into the week…with hope for the future, I’ve finally found some time to launch into some seasonal “porch-scaping”
Halloween is certainly not the most sacred of holidays, but for me it marks a seasonal transition…a precursor for a season that is around the corner. For the first time in a long time, I’m really looking forward to it.