It’s only one more week until I am retired. This week and next I am transitioning with my successor as Parish Visitor at the church where I work. (I am avoiding intentionally, using the word “replacement” because I am aware that each person comes with his or her own gifts and so in that sense, there is never a replacement of one person with another.) The first two weeks of June were marked with anxiety as I awaited word of an official hire and wondered if we would have time to transition together. When I met Karen on Monday this week I felt good about the choice the church had made – but nonetheless came home feeling weepy: the end was – is – now clearly in sight. There is I know, a good future ahead for me, for Karen, and for the church.
My plans for the immediate future – July and August – is to HAVE FUN! Day trips, visits, explorations, photography and writing are all on the agenda. Fun has not been a huge part of my life given my own set of personality quirks…life is a pretty serious matter for me. But – the plan is to break out. So if you have suggestions, send ‘em my way!
I’m getting a jump start on a little fun today, playing with the names of animal groupings, around my experience of a faith community – in my tradition, church. See what you think…
For much of my life I have been part of a congregation [of alligators], finding here a culture [of bacteria] of sharing and caring, of seeking and asking, of hoping, of being a family [of beavers]. In that setting we seek to make a glorying [of cats], praising that which is beyond all things material – the source of love and forgiveness.
That said, being a human institution we are not without our rabble [of insects] – differing opinions, and murmurations [of starlings]. We are nonetheless bound by storytelling [of crows], woven together by skeins [of geese] of story lines from long ago that still speak to us today. In these stories and in our own shared stories, is a spiritual richness [of martens]. There are moments when our hearts are touched and moved to a flutter [of butterflies]. There is intrigue [of kittens] or mystery found in church – things we come to know and experience that might otherwise be marked by implausibility [of gnus].
As I continue to be privileged to grow older I am more eager to express my exaltation [of larks] of the One I know as God, who welcomes a convocation [of eagles] of even two or three, and who is even delighted by my new-found flamboyance [of flamingoes] as I discover more ways to describe the faith about which I clamor [of rooks] to share.