What do you do in the waiting? That was a question I offered last Sunday as we looked at the disciples and Peter following the resurrection. Jesus had told them to wait for him in Galilee, home for many of the disciples. And for some of them they did what they had always done, they went fishing. Maybe they were attempting to use their time productively. Maybe they found comfort in the water and the waves. Maybe it just felt good to be away from the city and the crowds who had turned on Jesus, and who they now knew could turn on them. The story from John 21 goes that they caught nothing until Jesus tells them to fish on the right side of the boat. I always find that funny. As if fish know right from left. But when the One who was there at the creation tells the fish where to swim, that is where they swim.
What do you do in the waiting? For the next four months I am waiting. Waiting to retire and move into a new chapter of my life. Waiting to find out who will be the next lead pastor at The Downtown Church. Waiting to find out what it is like to have Sundays off after 23 years. For me, I’m doing what I have always done and I find great comfort in it. We are actively preparing for Easter with our Sunday worship and vespers. I am meeting and talking with people who give me the privilege of knowing their stories. I am getting ready to go to the General Conference of the United Methodist Church for two weeks at the end of April by reading legislation and watching online training. I am working with Keith and Brian to make sure we have put in place the policies and procedures for the administration of TDC.
And, unlike the disciples of old, this older disciple is not waiting for Jesus to show up. By the power of the Holy Spirit, Jesus Christ is always here. Just as sure as the sun rises and fish swim, I have no doubt of His presence and care for me and for The Downtown Church. Lame duck? Nope. Too much to do in the waiting.
See you Sunday, Lori
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