Disciples, Apostles, and Saints!
I remember that feeling I had ten years ago, walking into the church, overwhelmed with dread (what did I miss?). All the rest of vacation vacated my heart in an instant.
I unlocked the office and stared at the desk. Now, I knew there’d be a pile. And I knew I’d have to make my way through it. But it wasn’t as tall as I’d imagined. Nor was it as difficult to wade through. But it also, wasn’t nothing. It felt no less like a weight.
And yet…church happened. The people did what they were going to do.
Of course, some skipped. Which is always kind of funny. And I’d hear throughout the week about someone’s frustration and another’s new idea. But mostly the genuine appreciation and the well-wishing that accompanies returns and reunitings.
For many, the opportunity to go away, to visit family, or to just get time to rest and relax and unplug from all of the junk is not possible. And certainly for most of us, it is not possible enough.
I would love to hear from you (maybe next week, after I’ve gotten back in the groove) about some of your dreams. And especially how we all might live a bit more of a vacation-like life every day.