Wednesday, June 3, 2009

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Remember that scene in "Being John Malkovich", when John Malkovich enters the portal and becomes John Malkovich?

That's how I'm starting to feel here. I know every blog is an exercise in narcissism, on some level. (Go here and look at the t-shirt... brilliant!) I know it takes a sustained interest in one's own life and opinions and processes to journal anywhere, but especially in a place designed to allow an audience to tune in... or, as I'd prefer to think of it, to allow a community to form. But I am hitting the wall, just a little bit, in terms of blogging about what's going on in my life. There are too many twists and turns, and too many conversations that are just not appropriate to be shared, though I'd sure love to do so. So... here's all the information the press office is willing to confirm at the moment.

Things continue to go well at church (hives notwithstanding). People are wonderful and supportive.

My children evidently had a conversation last night about "the stress mom is under." I believe this was in response to a mini-meltdown I'd had the night before over the dishes in the sink, and the notion I was getting that everyone was doing the absolute minimum required of them (as in, "I wash only the things I personally dirtied"). Stress or no, I still want the stinking sink empty when I walk in from meetings or rehearsals at 10:15 PM. Is that reasonable?

Today I had two wonderful visits with members (two couples). In one, we talked about them being in London during the Blitz. In the other, we talked theology. I mean, hard-core, life-death, ultimate things theology. It was so very, very cool.

And, last but not least, I am now officially "on the radar" of the committee responsible for pastor/ congregation relationships in my judicatory (think of it as a diocese, or a district). They talked about me last night.

And that's all I'll say about that.


sharecropper said...

Cece, you're still in our prayers and on our radar in the best sense of that analogy. We are holding you to the Light that we may see God(de) through you and that others may see God also. Know you are loved.

Sam said...

C- I used to wonder why I met so many narcissists, then I realized, I am the narcissist!

IT said...

Uh-oh. be prepared, C, because the sweetness and light can't last forever and some shoes are going to drop.

Funny, over on the Piskie blogs, the talk is about a secret committee talking (AGAIN) about GLBTs in the church. What's with all the talking?

Don't you get tired of being talked ABOUT rather than talked TO?


God_Guurrlll said...

Prayers ascending my friend.

LittleMary said...

i TOTALLY hear you about the sink. kids, do you job! love you, you will get through the block you are hitting. it is a really intense time.

Rock in the Grass (Pete Grassow) said...

lots more hugs and kisses from this side of the world.

TheraP said...

I'm not even sure how I got here!

But Blessings upon you! And your beloved. And your children. And the path you're walking. And upon your parishioners as well.

Peace and Blessings.

knittinpreacher said...

Prayers for you, and love to you. Tis ok if you don't want to/can't write for a while. Just let us know you are Ok (or not).

Anonymous said...

Heck, at least they washed SOMETHING. At my place, the young ones just leave the stuff in the sink. Or their rooms. I'd keel over if they washed "something they personally dirtied." And yes, you're totally reasonable.


Saintly Ramblings said...

Try this ... you're halfway there already!

revkjarla said...

totally with you.