that I love my job. I love that I get to share my passion with people, that I get to stand up on a Wednesday night and share the joy and frustration I find in our sacred text. I love that on Sunday mornings I get to see the faces of so many people as they are worshipping - see the laughter, the concern, the engagement, the (occasional!) boredom. I love that the random advertisements I get in the mail excite me - ooo, that looks like a neat book; wow, hadn't thought of celebrating Lent like that.
I love what I do and where I'm doing it. Which is great. But it also makes the sermon I'm trying to write that much more challenging. I know what it is to hear a call, answer it, and be affirmed of God's vision for me. I don't know what it is to struggle, not seriously, not for a long period of time. And for many, many people, that's part of the call - the struggle. So now I'm struggling with how to speak to such a powerful truth I have not lived myself. Maybe one of these catalogues will have an interesting idea!
2 comments:
Amy,
I couldn't find your e-mail address here, but e-mail me sometime because I'd love to catch up (I'm pretty sure we went to the same seminary; I graduated in 2003). I think I know who you are because I manage the CafePress store and I saw via the reports that you bought something.
I won't post my "secret identity" here because my blog is anonymous but trust me, I'm not a scary net person. And if you're semi-anonymous here I will respect that. I would just love to catch up and see if you miss as much as I do the bar near campus with the literary name that had Monday night trivia. :-)
amy, i would just like to say that you haven't posted on your blog in over a month.
;-)
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