I haven't posted in two weeks, which is the longest stretch I have ever gone on this blog. Reflective writing is one of the joys of my life, but the last two weeks have militated against this simple pleasure. By profession I am the pastor of a middle-sized Protestant congregation in the Middle Atlantic region of the US. By calling I am a teacher and mentor for people who are seeking to follow Jesus, and a coach for people who use their gifts in leadership. But at times, because of the needs--both real and perceived--of my flock, I am a combination father figure, crisis manager, agent of confrontation, and church mother. That has been pretty much what I have been doing these past two weeks, especially the past eight days.
By preference and experience, I prefer to work with intentionality--being proactive, not reactive. By situation, I sometimes simply work by triage. Like a doctor in the ER, I take everything (and everyone) who comes through the door, quickly identifying those in critical and/or life threatening situations--and go to work with dispatch. Most of time I am simply stopping the bleeding and patching the holes. Like an ER doctor I try not to deny help to someone who is behaving either stupidly or unwisely. I try to remind them while they are being treated that they should have handled this sooner before it became an emergency. I try to issue a prescription that will bring some immediate relief to the symptoms; but also the counsel to find a healthier pattern for living. That usually means to stop doing things that are harmful and unhealthy, even though they want to do those things. And, as a pastor, I pray for them - for their healing and for their maturing.
People who do triage expend a lot of energy--emotion and physical, and need to take a break or their skills become muted by weariness and their judgment undermined by speed. In my profession, we call that a sabbath. In my case, I am about to take a sabbatical - an extended period for rest, reflection, and renewal.
During that Sabbath, I hope to get back into a rhythm which helps me thrive. It's the reflective, creative writing that I am privileged to do as a blogger. Two weeks from today that Sabbath begins. Pray I get there in a healthy manner. Enjoy the fruit of my rest when I start wielding again keyboard and mouse.
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