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Saturday, March 12, 2005
I skipped chapel this morning to finish up my sermon, which I finally started putting together at around 11:30 p.m. last night. Starting earlier would have messed with my freaking out, after all. Anyway, I slapped it together, and got my butt to Homelitics class, because that's the kind of responsible person I am. (it's ok to make a little snorty sound with your nose here)
We split the class up into two groups of five (We drew numbers again, and the even numbers went one place and the odds the other. Not surprisingly, I was with the Odd group), so that we could have plenty of time to give feedback. Some people had wedding sermons, some had funerals. I ended up being the only funeral sermon among weddings; I can only imagine that the other group, which had all funerals, was a bit depressing after a while.
I was the third person to go, so it wasn't quite as excruciating as being number 7 last time. And, as the prophet Ryan predicted, the basic feedback was, "great, but you need to slow way down. WAAAAY down."
This is not even a bit surprising. If I ever do get a collar, I think it needs to be an electroshock model. Someone can sit in back of the church and jolt me if I need to slow that mustang down.
The teacher had me read my last paragraph with more "white space" around each sentence, so I could see how it felt to go slower. It felt impossible, basically. I'll be working on this for, oh, the rest of my life.
I got the same buzz off preaching that I did last time, though. It was so much fun.
Liturgics was good, even though it involved singing and I think I've made it pretty clear how I feel about that. We talked about baptisms and the way to pour water into the font for maximum dramatic effect. This is the class where I feel the stupidest, since we learn nosebleed-high church liturgy and St. Ned's ain't that kind of joint. So I feel a bit klutzy and inept.
I'm still thinking about dropping my two Sunday classes, but I really want to go to them tomorrow, so I will. Then I'll see how it feels. I'm actually happy when I'm at school, and that is interfering with my resolve to cut back. I'm praying about it. I think it would be ok to cut back; my calling isn't stuck in a box with a bomb that will detonate if I'm not ordained by 2007. Hmmm. That's a reality show waiting to happen.
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