I'm in my fifth week on the job at the church, and I still love it. Honestly, I do. However, I'm discovering several things. One, the job is HUGE. I have three lists of things to do- one full of things that need doing now, one of things that need doing sometime soon, and one of things that I dream about doing some day. Two, the people in the church are very human. Just as human, in fact, as anyone I've ever met. Should I be surprised? No, and yet it still catches me dozing from time to time. Three, change is relatively slow. I get impatient for things to happen, for people to learn, for myself to adapt, for... whatever-it-is to get better. I'm learning to wait upon the Lord. Pshhsht... let me tell you, the learning curve is STEEP. It's gonna be one of those life-long endeavors, unless I miss my guess. The comforting thing is that it's GOD I'm attempting to wait upon.
Yesterday was Steve and Morgan's wedding up at Devil's Lake, and it was beautiful. Frankly, of all the myriad weddings of which I've been a part, it was one of the most simple and authentic. Granted, for me, it was also a whole lot of work. We camped in the cold the night before, got up early and struck camp, went off to the Red Oak Shelter on the south shore, and got down to business. It was fun, in a way, making the room take shape into something entirely other than it started as in the morning. We made that little shelter into a fairyland... Ya know what's weird? We did it with an all-male decorating team, using vague ideas from the bride and the full participation of the groom. Don't think I've ever participated in anything quite like it. Not gay, but definitely odd. Whatever... it worked- the ladies were impressed, the place looked great, Steve and Morgan got hitched, fun was had. My love/hate relationship with weddings continues... and as with all the others, I'm so happy for those two. :)
I'm weary again. God, help me.
