I am readying myself to rest.
What this means is that many bulletins must be prepared and many phone calls made in order for things to be tended while I am gone.
It’s worth it!
In the midst of all the getting ready, the stack of books intended for vacation reading is growing by the back door. They are legion.
Too, I have the great good of feeling into days of unstructured being. In the midst of the stretch of days will be a weekend with my children and bike rides and tennis games and walks and swims and time with my guy away from phones and did I mention, books to read.
I love my work. I get to be engaged with amazing people doing work that gentles the world to a better place. It is creative and meaningful work, this ministry.
And, in order to be fruitful, fallow times are crucial.
So, come the final “amen” on Sunday I am off seeking Sabbath.
Holy work, that.