This mug is entirely too clean. Clearly this photo is from the internet. |
Ever since I started working at this church, for almost three years, I've held "out-of-office hours" on Tuesday mornings at a local breakfast joint. It's an idea I stole from my advisor and mentor in divinity school, Diane Lipsett. And I'm glad I did. I've gotten to know the 20-or-so people who have come over these three years in a way I couldn't have sitting behind my desk in my office. But I would expect nothing less when we sit down to share a meal together, to share life together.
Tuesday breakfasts not only feed my cholesterol levels and caffeine addiction, they feed my being. It's nice to just talk - no sermon, no lesson, no agenda - just talk. They seem less like parishioners and more like people. I feel less like a minister and more like a human being...just another person, eating bacon and drinking coffee, getting ready to go to work for the day.
How I feel on Sundays at church...priestly. |
How I feel on Tuesdays at breakfast...human. |
I picked up the check. "I've got it today guys." In other words, thanks for letting me be me and get to know you as you, even if it's just for an hour once a week.
Yay!! I made the blog! I made the blog! Who knew you were so observant as to know my usual order?? I just discovered your blog tonight, by way of catching up on Suzi's, and I have read every entry. I had no idea about your Lenten project and am amazed, impressed, and fascinated. Thank you so much for sharing!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you liked it. Hope to see you at breakfast this week!
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