A little over a year ago, when I left my job at the church and walked away to find a new one, I also left my church. The church, that church, the old church? For 17 years, it had been my church and then it was not. Ron and I had taught more classes than I can remember - together and apart. We worked with discipleship, new members and of course, the library. The boys spent their teenage years there and were in countless programs, went to numerous camps as campers and then as counselors. They went on mission trips and made their first international trips with this church. But the time had come to go. We had different jobs and Ron continued teaching Sunday School until the year ended. I didn't go anywhere in that time period. It was in many ways a time of healing. A few people knew why I wasn't there. I'd see other people out and about and they'd mention that they hadn't seen me at church in a while. One of the problems in going to a really big church with multiple ser
This is a great post!
ReplyDeleteI honestly wouldn't have even thought of half those things and I'm only 5 years older... man, do I feel old now haha
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ReplyDeleteImagine how it is to rethink all this every year - I'm a little past 50 - and I try to keep up with the latest. It's mind boggling to wrap your mind around how to relate. There have been times I've grasped for a reference point only to be met by deer-in-the-headlight gazes.
When I see the number 2014, I think of the fact that the state of Missouri expects all of our students to be 100% proficient. This would bother me, except that when I see the number 2012, I know that we won't be here to lose our jobs in 2014...
ReplyDelete100% No pressure there . . .
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