Thank you to those who reached out after my last post.
When I wrote it I was very much in a state of shell shock which is why it felt off. It felt off when I was writing it, like truth, reality, and falsehood were battling it out for my mind and for my words. As we prepare to move, as I little by little go through our stuff, it is involuntarily having the same effect in my mind. The tangibles are stirring up intangibles. I am sorting through it all. Together we are sorting things out.
We are leaving Word and Sacrament ministry behind.
We will not be the same people anymore. We can be human there. We can be human without the impossible burden of people needing you to be more than that. Here we are not real people. I had a conversation this past Sunday with a church member who told me he had never really thought about how the pastor and his wife are real people with a real family and real problems just like everyone else. I had to learn the same.
I’m thankful for the lesson and know that even though we’re limping we come away stronger.
“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you.”