In two weeks time, this will all be over. Nothing about my church life will look like it does today. None of the stresses I currently have will be relevant. I'm sure there will be some new stresses, but the current ones have an end date. My parish, my diocese, my province... none of it will look the same. In some ways, that's a relief. I've pretty much had it. I'm tired. It's time to end this and move on. But in some ways its really sad. Parting ways with friends is never good. And some friends I'm sure won't be able to see ways to maintain the friendship past the fork in the road. And we are giving TEC up for lost. I am glad some of my brothers are able to stay behind and fight for the souls TEC has kidnapped into her agenda. Perhaps these brothers are stronger than I am. And more than anything, what will happen in the next two weeks is awesome... in the old fashioned since of awe inducing. This is the moment. Plant a flag for Jesus or don't plant any flag at all, folks. Or as the bishop has so often said, we must "be ourselves at our best."
It's gone on for so long, I find it hard to believe that it is coming to an end. Sunday, will be my last Eucharist in TEC, God willing. TEC was a home to me when I needed one, but I know what it looks like when it's time to move on. I moved on once before from the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ). There was no big vote then, no mass movement. It was just me, moving on. It wasn't sudden; there were no milestones and big dates. I just slipped quietly out. But one thing is common to both, this overwhelming feeling that I want more. More Scripture, more tradition, more godly fellowship and spiritual growth. More.
May you, too, receive more.
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