I'm still recovering from Ash Wednesday. Three services (the first starting at 7:00 AM--gah), constantly reminding people of their mortality, just gets exhausting. I slept in on Friday and felt like I never fully woke up. And then today hit: Eucharist, followed by leading a sort-of "how to" writing workshop for folks who are writing mediations for our Easter booklet, followed by a funeral, followed by a hospital visit to the former rector who's about to undergo heart surgery, followed by writing a sermon. I'm beat. But I've also just had 3 cups of coffee, so I'm not ready to sleep yet. So I'm watching Buffy. And tweaking my sermon. And hoping that within the hour I'll be asleep.
Someday I'll figure out how to pace this whole priestly life thing. But right now I'm feeling swamped and ineffective. The good news is that I'm not alone. Tonight my friend Kevin & I spent the evening at the coffee shop working on our sermons. Life is better when it's not done in isolation. Tomorrow I'll get up and my congregation will teach me something. And the snow will fall (boo!!!) and the week will come and somehow the things that need to happen will happen and the things that can wait will wait. One day at a time, even when they're really long days like today.
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When you get the whole pacing thing figured out, let me know, okay?
And hanging out in a coffee shop with Kevin while working on your sermon? Jealous! I miss hanging out and working in Bergamot!
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