the anticipation
Most weeks, Saturday night offers opportunity for quiet reflection in my office. I go over my sermon a couple of times, read over e-mails, turn on the air for tomorrow (most weeks I remember), and just veg a little before the sabbath. Sunday is not my time - it belongs to others. But Saturday night . . .Tonight is quieter than usual - a sense of anticipation. No one else would ever notice it - but there is something present here tonight. Every day is a gift of God, but Sunday is a day we give back, and I anticipate tomorrow and the task of helping others worship God. It is a huge responsibility - one that I've been at for just over seven years as pastor in this post - and 30 years as of this fall, in some other roles in other places.
I wish what I was saying at this moment was more profound - but I just sense anticipation - and it weighs heavy tonight.
posted by the sojourning pilgrim @ 7:53 PM
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I can only imagine the anticipation.
We give thanks, O God, for revealing Your Son Jesus Christ to us by the Light of His resurrection: Grant that as we sing Your glory at the close of this day, our joy may abound in the morning as we celebrate the Paschal mystery; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
I'm writing this about an hour after you posted it. I'm up at the church booting up my new ipod that I recieved for my birthday. What an great little toy. I will be able to carry around all of my music collection (after I get it uploaded) around with me. Life will finally get to be the music video I had always hoped it would be.
Not sure how this applies to what you wrote except that I spent a little time buying some songs from the 80's. Boy are the memories flooding back. All those songs were full of my teeenage romanticism and all that I thought my life might become. Has it become that? So much more, really. But I miss the feeling of potential, the drug of what might be. That's where I am in this same moment.
I'll call you next week. It's time to get together, eh? --Tim
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