And yet I will be spending the next couple days of my life with people who do this kind of work for a living. It’s what I do for a living too.
I’m leaving the event early so I can be home Sunday for World Communion Sunday – a holy day that – again – most people in the world do not care about or know about.
We like to think that what we do and what we know is extremely important. Good for us.
The truth is that what I do for work – if I’m doing it right – ensures that hurricane victims get showers and medical treatment, that people whose lives resembling shame storms find grace and peace, that children grow up knowing they are treasured beyond all measure, that adults find forgiveness and purpose, that homeless people find shelter, that broken people are healed, that bullies are held accountable and still loved, that enemies are reconciled, that hungry people are fed, that desperate parents are comforted, that the grieving find hope.
My job – if I’m doing it right – opens doors and makes the way clear. My job – if I’m doing it right – calls people out when they conflate their own will with God’s will. My job – if I’m doing it right – connects people in accordance with God’s will. My job – if I’m doing it right – helps people make God happy.
It sounds really meaningless to most people, but – when I’m doing it right – my work involves stuff that matters. I’ll be back here Monday. Have a lovely weekend.
Image of a yellow hibiscus from my little balcony.