Pickled People Make Poor Parishes

 

One blog that I follow is the Naked Pastor.  Dave Hayward has some great thoughts and challenges for the church through his cartoons. So many times, I’ll see his latest and laugh at how well he captures life in the church.  This was his latest that he posted today and I love it (and hate it!).   I love it because it is so right on!  I hate it because it is so right on.

Why does it seem that the most pickled, sour-faced individuals are found in the church?  The Church – the bride of Christ, the beloved, the one who supposedly knows the Story.  Seems like we may have missed some of the major points of Jesus.   We look and act grouchy, depressed, judgmental, negative and like our communion cups are half-empty.

And then we wonder why people don’t want to come and be a part of our happy family…..

Healing and Hoping

I’m two days into my annual solitude vacation.  For a few years now, my parents give me a week away for my birthday.  They know their daughter well.  Solitude and meditation are healing for me and after a busy summer of travel, this week was very needed.

I’ve slept in. I’ve not seen a person I know. I’ve showered but not much else. I’ve enjoyed the beautiful outdoors.  I’ve read.  I’ve thought. I’ve prayed.

Today I truly realized how much I’ve healed from my severe burnout and depression from three years ago.  It truly has taken longer to heal than I thought it would once I realized and accepted what I was dealing with.  What a journey.  How wonderful to realize how time, family and friends, medication and God have carried me to a place where I’m steady on my feet again and willing, and excited, to look forward.  Those who have suffered from depression know what an amazing step it is to be able to look forward at all – let alone with excitement.  I want to acknowledge and CELEBRATE – not that I’m cured, but that I’m healed.  There is a difference.

One of my desires for this week is to assess my life at this point and to makes some changes.  In health and rest is a good time to do such reflection. I’ve allowed my job to take precedence over my relationship with God.  I’m too busy doing things for God that I don’t make time to be with God.  I’ve not been listening.  I’ve not been quiet.  I’ve been too busy doing that I didn’t realize that I left God back a few miles at the last rest stop.  This week is about turning around, finding God, and spending some time together catching up. Just the four of us.